So I asked him if I could go up to his room with him, I didnt want to be alone. He happily obliged and we sat in his room. Him on the computer, me wat...hing tv. After a while he got up and laid down next to me, I rubbed his arm as innocently as anyone would rub a family member. It was like he was sort of moaning while I did this. His skin was so soft and I wanted to keep touching him, I would have made an excuse to. he grabs my arm, and pulls me into a kiss... I don't know what to do. I laugh it. “Hi Jeff, its Beth, how are you ?”, she asked. “I am doing well Beth and you ?”, I replied. “Well, not really that great, can we get together and talk soon ?”, she inquired, “How about tomorrow night ?”“I can’t on Friday, I have plans that I cannot break.”, I stated.“You going out with Jennifer ?”, she said in a very annoyed tone.“Yes, I am , its her birthday. We are just going to dinner, nothing really special.”, I responded. Beth was silent for what seemed an eternity, then continued the. I fucked Marsha in a steady rhythm now focused on bringing us both to a peak. It did not take long, and just after Amanda had her release with Mary’s expert tongue Marsha arched her back and let out a low pitched groan as climbed over her peak. I speeded up my strokes as I too was on the verge of a climax, and pushed my cock all the way in to start the intense squirting of a large load of cum into the eagerly waiting pussy between Marsha’s legs. I barely kept from collapsing on Marsha and. Brad heard doors close throughout the house. The mansion fell silent. Brad fell asleep.It was nearly noon when Brad awoke. The stench of more than a dozen wet vaginas caked Brad's sore mouth. He felt shame, astonishment, arousal and humiliation all at once. He dressed and walked out of the master suite. The house was empty. The candles had all burned out. None of the women from the past many hours were on the premises. Brad felt chills, and left he mansion quickly.All week, Brad fantasized.