“What are you thinking about right now?”“I just can’t believe we’re roommates!” I tell her.“I know, right!?” she smiles even though I ...now the reason why we’re roommates is kind of a sore spot for her.“Hey, remember that time you and I skipped class and walked the trails in San Antonio Canyon Park?” she asked.“How can I forget, you practically forced me!”“That’s not how I remember it, you practically begged me to go.”“No way! The way I remember it, we were riding our bikes to class and you. It must be someone very fit.” Joe tried to cover his embarrassment and his erection but she stepped forward and began to undo her blue blouse. Quickly she had exposed her bra, which did little to cover her large tits and Joe couldn’t take his eyes off them. “Put your hands on them if you want.” She said. Joe didn’t need asking twice. He stopped shielding his erection and grabbed her tits, one in each hand. He began to work his hands inside the bra to reach the nipple as she used one hand to. I got something else for him." Yes, Papa." Grumpy snickered and proceeded to lick Hunk's cock clean.Sweetcakes lay on his back, knees still up, asshole stretched wide enough to shove a soda can in, and jizz slowly leaking out. There was more jizz covering his stomach and chest.First, I kissed him. "How you doing?" Is good for you, is good for me." He sighed smiling.I pulled out my cell phone, remembered which button was the camera, a took a picture of his distended, cum-covered hole. Then, I. Revolt would be required. A right. Everything else is a right these days, so certainly these types of situations would jump to the head of the list. Revolt was a right. My right. And I took it. And now, I really don't know what to do... it is clearly out of hand. Everyone is in on it. Would one expect less if forethought were given?I should start by explaining the ultimate cruelty. I am married to a wonderful Irish woman. Yup, complete with red hair, freckles and temper. I stay on the right.