Amanda always thought about the guys, and their level of hotness.At nine forty five, we were ready. Made, dried, dressed, and ready to party all night...long.We took the Solara, the convertible again. Rachel and Amanda, and then Hillary and Claudia, had split cars to come over to my house, but we were taking mine for this.We said bye to my parents, and then sped off for the night of a lifetime.We pulled up in front of Nick' house to find the party just getting crazy. We rang the bell, and entered. She’s pretty—sexy, even. She looks to be a mom. She looks like the kids are grown. She looks like she is learning to have fun again. She smiles at me. I smile back. Should I smile at a woman in a sex shop? What does that say about me? Ben comes up to me. ‘I got you three.’ ‘Three?’ ‘You never know what you like until you try a few different things. They’re all different. There is nothing…novel. All about regular size, a traditional vibrator, one with the suction cup. This one is glass.’. "Who?" Sheila inched upward and looked over the rim of our hill. "It's that little prick from town, Pisswater. Now he's wearing a sheriff's uniform," I coughed and spat. "What are your orders, Commander?" I unslung my weapon and checked the safety. I noticed Belinda matched my moves as she licked her lips and readied her rifle. "We've got to free Alice and Darlene, and we can't risk a shootout. We need to stop them here." Sheila slipped down the embankment and climbed to her feet as the. I looked around at the other guys. Two of them were stroking their pricks while intently watching her stroke mine. The third guy wasn’t touching his prick at all. He later told us he was so turned on that he was afraid he would cum if he touched it. I really wanted to get my fingers in her pussy but I had previously told all the guys that there was to be no touching her. So I figured I had to play by my own rules. Again, after spending a few minutes masturbating my prick, she moved on to the.