”There was then a meaningful little look across at Jason, and an almost imperceptible nod of approval from him, and Hannah continued, “You see, I�...�m so busy with Joshua and my realtor business, I don’t have time for a regular guy. And well, a girl's got needs, and so sometimes I hook up with a few of the guys Jason and I knew from when we were younger. Some of the guys who were our buddies, who ended up working for him.”Claire was still wide-eyed, almost whispering to Hannah, “I’ve seen it on. She wants to play sports and be a tough guy and she hates dressing like a girl. She never wears skirts and dresses, even though our mom always buys them for her, hoping that she'll outgrow her tomboy ways. Like I said, though, those skirts and dresses do get worn; by me. Melissa had just changed into those jeans and t-shirt after our parents left; she took off her I-Pod and we started talking about this and that, when our story starts up. "Can you really believe this bullshit Mom and Dad. As Dustin had described, Johnny is just laying there, on his belly, with his arms spread to his sides, grunting with every downstroke as Andre envades his guts. Johnny, stretching his neck sideways, mutters between grunts, “You—doin--me--next--Matthew” ?With a big grin, I grab my junk under my sweats, already half boned up, and just give it a squeeze. I finish off my coffee, and drop the cup onto the ground. Hooking my thumb into the waistband of my sweats, and pulling them down to just under. She wouldn't be into that. Well Damn. Turning to Jensen I said, "wanna do it again?" Ben cocked his eyebrow at me and I smiled and said "come on. I wanna see you creampie in ME but Jensen is the only one that can help!" Pulling Ben from the kitchen table, I dragged him over to the couch (the couch that has seen enough action to last a lifetime) and threw him down on it. Getting on my knees, I unzipped and pulled his pants down, seeing his big dick spring out. He pulled off his shirt smiling.