At this time it had started getting dark, we were walking hand in hand, Paul telling me about this place and that. We had stopped walking and sat down...on a bench, we start a serious round of making out. I could feel Paul was getting hard and though I didnt know where we were, nothing looked the same as where he lived. I spotted a dark alley across the way from us, and doing something that is not in my nature, I grabbed Pauls hand and pulled him toward the alley. Pushing him to the back of the. “Gotta save some for Tom,” you muse to yourself.You hear a motorcycle pull up outside your house and rev a couple of times. You quickly throw on a newer dress and pull on some boots and head out the door. Thomas sits astride his bike, bandana on his head holding back his dark hair just beginning to be shot through with gray. He motions you to come sit behind him and you settle in behind him wrapping your arms around his torso. You can feel his muscles bunch under his jacket. He smells of. She had to admit that he had a very nice looking hardon in between his legs and Liz actually felt her nipples harden and her pussy grow wet from seeing the aroused adult man there in the room with her and Angie. Liz watched as Angie's father kissed his daughter and then he began caressing and playing with her tits before he mounted her to fuck her again. Liz felt herself getting really wet when she saw that Angie had sat up in the bed, and her head was down in between her father's legs and. . posse, for lack of a better word,” Damien smiled at Eldritch.“Pussy posse is more like it,” Morgan joked a bit, making everyone laugh, including Haynes.“That accent ... North Carolina?” Eldritch picked up on it rather quickly.“Yes, it is. I’m a native-born Tarheel. Huguenot ancestry, like so many others in that state. Like many others, though, I’ve started over here in Tennessee. You’re a native Tennessean, though, aren’t you?” Damien acknowledged while discouraging Eldritch with Nicole’s.