Amongst them were the seniors from the other three years, doing the same.The shy femboy could get front row seats to a show if he wanted to as some we...e bent over couches and tables while being pounded by a fellow freshman or maybe even a senior. Seniors could be recognised by the 'S' painted on their foreheads and painted balls. This rave has been well underway before the freshmen even arrived as he had to avoid tracks of old sperm where a cumshot flew off-target.In his looking around, he lost. Hot humid air hit my face as I went besides them, they smelled like sweat, piss, and cum. All his hairs had droplets of sweat on them, sweat droplets were running drown his balls and they dropped on the floor and some went down his legs. I started touching his sweaty stinky genitals, they were very hot and wet. I put grandpas cock inside my mouth and started to suck it, it tasted really salty, it sort of tasted like really salty bacon and rotten cheese. His cock was very soft, it was like a. "Yes daddy, fuck me! fuck me!" she groaned looking into her phone again.I glanced out the patio doors again, my wife had moved along a bit, but still I probably had five or so minutes, so I quickly sped up, thrusting a bit more faster and little harder."Yes daddy! yes! Fuck me like that! I love fucking like that!" she groaned lying back and letting me fuck her.After a few more minutes I was slamming my cock hard into my hot teen stepdaughters wet little pussy, I had her little tanned legs in my. It was written in pen on a napkin. The words were crooked at best, and at worst the spelling was way off. Mr. Lanston might have been doped on pain medication when he wrote this note, which meant his lawyers would tear me apart if I tried to take over his financial affairs. "What about this?" Shirley asked.She handed me her phone. I pressed play and saw Mr. Lanston sitting upright in his chair. "Shirley, must have handed you the paper by now and I am sure you have told her that it would not be.