Her eyes travelled from my face down my body. She smiled as she stared at my urgent erection and then looked me in the eye before speaking. ‘Mitch, ...o you mind bringing the tray?’ This promised the possibility that I might find a warm wet cunt in need of fucking by my aching weapon, which in turn might allow the cock ring to be removed, and relief of my discomfort. I was also curious what Rachel and Monique had gotten up to. Despite having watched them at the boutique, I figured that two such. But alas, it wasn’t meant to be. It turned out too hard, so I opened him up, gutted him like a whiting on a fishing trip. And holy shit did he scream. Didn’t help him much though, taped a towel to his mouth. That muffled it. Pulling those intestines out though, that’s not easy work man, that’s some hard shit! Well, that’s what came out when I pulled too hard with the hook hahaha!! So, we ended up seeing what old Caleb was made of didn’t we. Just like your wife and kid John. So who’s next? Hell. She slipped into her heels as she stood up, wiggling down her leopard print mini dress to a respectable level. The black guest stood tall, a fair few inches taller than Jess, he must have stood at around 6’3” or something like that. He wore a white tank top with loose gym shorts; it allowed her to see his physique. He would not look out of place on the set of an epic hyborian aged fantasy film with his ripped muscles on show and his thick shoulder length locks partly tied at the back. He too. It didn’t seem like a conscious plan, but rather just who she was. She took her time, got to know me, and then simply started taking care of me before we even got beyond kissing.I wasn’t making any kind of final decision. I still had to finish High School, including a year away, and go to college. A lot could happen in that time. I wondered now if I was wise to have promised Jennifer a promise ring. Did I want to shut out those options before I had to? It was more than a year away, so I didn’t.