”I gather my clothes and head out the door. Later, in the shower, I think about being on my knees in front of Matt's cock. Even after Britt comes ho...e, I can't get it out of my head.I sit with my feet on the table, crunching a granola bar. Britt lounges alongside me in her smelly workout clothes. She leans into the nook of my shoulder.“How'd it go with the neighbor?” she asks.I imagine the hot pain of being fucked up the asshole. I can still taste my ass in the back of my tongue. “Fine,” I say.. Benji was her addiction. He had always been a perfect gentleman. Never crass, always polite and staid. Funny, sure. Marissa thought of it as innocent. He exuded a kind of innocence that, along with his devastatingly good looks and impressive physique, drew her like a moth to a flame. It didn't matter that she was married, that she had two children away at summer camp, that she was twenty-three years his senior. Nothing seemed to matter when she was with Benji, except him. It worried her. D. sites dotted around the country, we require guards on site twenty four hours a day, seven days a week and three hundred and sixty five days a year, we expect you to pick the men and hand them over to us for a weapon training refresher course, we must insist on only ex forces personnel is that a problem?" No sir, I don't think so, but I guess we'd be looking at round about a thousand men, it'll take time" Of course, of course" he smiled, "Rome wasn't built in a day what?" I estimate six. My mind was racing. My hands were getting wet. I was looking down at my shorts. I had a boner earlier but now nothing. Was I scared? "We may have a problem people. I think I maybe having some trouble down there." I said as I pointed to my cock. Both my Step Mom and Aunt looked at me. My Step Mom started to whisper in my Aunt ear. They both giggled before I could move my Step Mom let her bathrobe fall to the floor. She was wearing a small pink bra and matching thong that hugged her big ass. My.