"I will be so old by then, I doubt that her being attracted to me will be a problem." I joked.Naomi ran her hands across my chest as I slowly moved in...and out of her tightness. "Whatever Daddy!"We heard Blanca's satisfied oohs and ahhs. I noticed Isabella watching intently by herself from the edge of the pool. "Steph..." was all I had to say. Stephanie followed my gaze and nodded. She playfully ran and jumped into the pool, splashing her way to Isabella. Isabella looked surprised as. That is true in more ways than you think, Partner, he thought.“Since this is your first party, why don’t you look around to see whom you would like to fuck?”“I’ll do that. Thanks.” They split. Soon, Roger left. Not that he didn’t want a piece of ass. He did, but he did not want RK under some gal’s picture.A few moments after he entered his apartment, there was a soft knock on his door. It was Amanda. “You’re home early?”“Yes, it is an interesting group. Want a Coke?”“Thank you, yes.”She sat. “Hey, Slutty,” I yelled as she passed my door on her way to her room. I had called her that since I was ten and she was twelve. She came and stood in the doorway, posing, hand on raised hip, her model pose, one foot before the other, the look disdainful, the nipples and sex lips clearly defined. “What do you want, nerd?” she asked with a smile. Sometimes she called me jerko or dope or flake or something, but nerd was her favorite except when she wanted me to drive her somewhere. “Got something. It would be a scorcher later and we didn’t bother to dress before we walked up to the cottage.We heard the sound, it’s hard to mistake and impossible to ignore once you hear it, of flesh on flesh through the open kitchen door even before we reached the back patio. The rhythmic slaps and grunts and guttural exhortations said fucking, not fighting, and so it was when we reached the doorway. Kitchen Girl pulled open the screen door and entered the kitchen. She stopped just inside. I crowded in.