.. over easy, cathead biscuit, maybe two and redeye gravy. No ... just one biscuit ... but a pile of hash browns ... yeah ... with Texas Pete ... no t...basco. Two rashers of soft bacon ... not crisp. Buttered toast to sop up the runaways. A big water glass of mango orange juice.Sure, I could eat it all and wash it down with coffee.But ... I’d settle for coffee and toast.A step and movement at the hatch.“Ah ... you’re awake,” he said.Two mugs of steaming coffee, one in each hand. How he managed. I knew it will cause quite a commotion and erect dicks.I went back to gym class pantyless (and in my schoolgirl outfit). When the class was over there was quite a lot of noise in the boys' changing room. I smiled as I knew what's it all about. When we were leaving the school I overheard them wondering and their theory was it was sperm on panties. Suckers! If they only knew I bet they would lick them clean.On the way home I turned into an dark alley that was quite short and had walking people. “What the fuck,” he gasped as the dogs obliviously continued pumping away at Maria’s fuckholes. “Who the fuck is that slut?”“It’s my wife,” I said stepping forward. “She’s a dog lover.”“No kidding,” the neighbour said. “Looks like the dogs are returning the favour.”I grinned at him. “They certainly are, all of them.” I swept the yard with my arm. “Everyone gets a turn.”“Three at a time, I see,” he replied.“Maximum availability. Would you like a closer look?”The neighbour hesitated for about a. .. on asking her where was roy ? she simply said " he's up stairs " so i thought he must be in the shower or something ?we drank our coffee's and helen said that if it suited me i was welcome to stay over if i wanted , i thought to myself you try and fucking stop me, with my mind still in overdrive as to what the weekend might hold ? i said that i had nothing planned but lets see how things pan out, not wanting to appear to keen as you never really know how things might turn out ?so by now i.