The telephone rang downstairs by the stair well. The loud echo burst through the eerily silent house, over and over. The ringing stopped as their fath...r’s recording began, asking to leave a message. A blood chilling voice ricocheted up the banister through the hall and into Carly’s bedroom.“This is Sergeant Michaels from the Police station calling in response to an activated emergency beacon designated to a current resident in your home. Paramedics have been dispatched to your house and we ask. I kicked them off with my feet. I parted my legs a little wider to give Dan better access. He was still behind me reaching around lightly rubbing the outside of pussy in an up and down motion. His other hand reached around to squeeze my breast over my tee shirt. Dan’s middle finger parted my pussy lips. Dan, “mmm, you’re wet.” He rubbed my clit as he firmly squeezed by breast.Me softly, “mmm”Dan – “You want to cum don’t you? Me – “Ah huh”Dan whispering, “You want me to lick your pussy don’t. Dear readers, you must be wondering why am I telling you all these. Now, let me come to the incident which I am here to tell you. I’m 25 now, and just the previous week, I happened to meet Somali. It was after a couple of years, and I didn’t know how to react, when she just gave me a little hug, but a warm one, and we were very comfortable with each other. I felt good. She didn’t change a lot, very fair complexion, but I couldn’t help notice that she had a good figure, a little on the chubby. ..were in the stages of undress and sex,women giving blowjobs,men licking pussy,women licking pussy,or people talking and smiling,and in each others arms and allowing others to touch, feel,and caress them.There were a couple of couples that...Well...didnt seem to fit in and maybe shouldnt have been there,they seemed quite taken aback by the scene.We talked to several guests, and didnt see the couple who had referred us,and as we later found out,they couldnt make it.We never heard from them.