A few noises came from below suggesting the kitchen was warming so it was time to get back to my assignment. Wearing just my shirt, a silently crept d...wn the hall and entered the lady’s large bedroom. Her long hair lay spread across her limp pillow and her bed looked as though a typhoon had passed by during the night. I shed my shirt and climbed in beside her, my long spear aching for fiction.She opened one eye and croaked, “Horrid man, are you back?”I bent and kissed her nose again, letting. "I didn't need to second guess him, nor did Karen, we got into position, "A little higher Mom, can you touch Karen on her...?"I didn't need instruction at this point and tickled Karen's pussy lips. "Oh yeah, that's it, put your finger in..., her.... um..." Robert, we are doing this for Money, for fuck's sake, tell me what you want me and Karen to do"."Sorry, I...." You have had your cock in both of us, you have fucked us, just tell us what you want to do". I was getting frustrated, I needed his. However, when they got to her house, Jeanie decided totry and change his plans.“Hey, my parents are gone for the weekend and I hate tospend the night alone in my house. Why don’t you guyscome on in and keep me company for a little while,”Jeanie said.“Come on, Billy. She’s our friend and we should helpher out,” whispered Leslie in his ear.She might be your friend, but she is fucking over mygood time, Billy thought to himself.With that little pout and hand. I definitely didn’t expect getting hung from the fly loft like a random piece of meat. But apparently there’s a first time for everything.I should probably back up and say I was always a theater geek. You know the type: the guy who spent his teen years playing Troy in High School Musical, though he was really lusting after Zac Efron, or Danny in Grease, who could sing and dance with the best of them yet had a hard time convincingly kissing a girl. My college years were basically more of the.