Guys fought over them like a trophy. I saw a group around them cuming all over them and in their pockets. I think they kept my boyshorts on for awh...le to tease me. I was getting a bit wet and had orgasmed twice from all the groping. My boyshorts were getting soaked. I think the frenzied animals in the mosh pit could smell pussy. That was the only thin fabric protecting my body from being ravaged. I had never had my ass squeezed and pinched and fondled so much. A finger even stretched. . just the two of them alone in the house like that. He shivered just thinking about it.He pulled a lawn chair behind some bushes, out of sight of the windows on the back of the house. The drapes were all drawn anyway but just in case his old man happened to look out for some reason. He'd hardly sat down when he heard muffled sounds coming from the house. Sounded like voices. He crept under the shrubbery to listen. The old man probably just talking on the phone or maybe he had the television. I definitely shit myself. “Satan,” I said to the beautiful queen of evil, “did I shit myself when I died? Because I have this problem where if I drink too much-”“You’re not dead, Brian.” Satan laughed, “you’re just visiting, like your sister. And call me Lucy.”“Right,” I said, snapping my fingers, “you want me to fuck my sister. I’m not doing it.”“It’ll only be for a little-”“I. Am. Not. Having. Sex. With. My. Sister!” I yelled. “End of story! Now take me back to my apartment so I can smoke my. I was two and a half hours late for our date and thought about cancelling but I figured I would take my punishment. As I walked into the bar I saw a table with a lot of girls and guys huddled around it and I could see that the one talking the loudest was April. I instantly felt a surge of jealousy and self doubt but I managed to push them down and walked calmly over to the table. ‘There is my big dicked boyfriend right there. I am mad at you so you are going to have to lick this pussy twice.