‘Do you have any tools?’ Tyrone asked.‘Sure what do you need?’ I replied. ‘Well some wrenches & screwdriversfor sure and I don’t know what...else,’ Tyrone said. ‘Let me get mywhole tool box, and I will be right back, I told him.’ I came backwith my tools, and hooked up their washer, dryer, & some other stuffwhile they carried all their boxes in. After they were done we sat onthe porch, and got to know each other. They were all on the localuniversities football team. Tyrone and Omar had just. Then Alan spoke. ‘Insomnia?’ The word was simple, direct and confusing. For a moment Dana was certain that Alan was being sincere. She shook off the awkwardness and shrugged lightly. ‘New surroundings, new situation. You?’ ‘I don’t sleep very often. Have business to tend to usually. Want anything in particular?’ Dana fell silent, refusing to look like she was being held against her will. She decided not to bring this fact up, Alan sauntered past her to get to the fridge first since she. Miles to see you masturbate… you horny cow… don’t you?” “Yes…yessss… I want him to know I am your slut” I was ready to cum… I couldn’t hold it any longer. “Suck me… suck me off” Mum dropped to her knees. I fucking did it again…shot my load before I had a chance to make the most of what was on offer. Shot after shot my thick creamy juicy landed on her upper body…her tits got the lions share, but, the occasional spurt hit her on the neck and chin. I popped my sensitive head into her mouth for her. I asked if he wanted for us topleasure him."Oh, hell yes!" was the reply.I kissed him softly on the mouth and proclaimed it time."Time for what?" He sounded a little nervous. Good sign.With that, Becky leapt onto his legs and pinned them down. He couldn'tkick or squirm away now."Would you like some wine, Emerson?" No, no, you two can have it. Can you get off my legs?"I really insist that you have some," I said as I sat down on top ofhim. "Here, open your mouth."Emerson immediately tightened his.