Don, one of the students who had spoken to them from time to time in study hall, sat down next to them wearing a huge grin."Okay, Don, spill it. You g...t hot info, I can see," prodded Cynthia."Shit, yeah. I won't say who 'cause it would be big problems, but some kids know their way around the stage, okay? So yesterday afternoon, this guy was working up in the flies, you know, above the stage? And Davis and Cirota come in with the tech guy who runs the systems, the lighting, audio, all that,. Don’t want Isabelle getting lonely.’ He kept his arm round her waist as they ascended, her tits bouncing under her top with each step. ‘Isabelle!’ she called, opening her bedroom door. ‘Darius is here- oh.’ Isabelle was lying face upwards on Scarlett’s bed, her mini skirt pulled up to her waist and her legs dangling over each side of the bed. Her face was flushed and so was her bare, shaven pussy. Anxious hands ran the length of her thighs to her knees and back, her legs quivering. . Popping her cherry in the process."Oh Buffy. Oh, fuck me, Buffy," she screamed. Buffy took her finger out and began to slide her eager tongue up inside her s*ster's pussy. She fucked her hard, and fast; eagerly lapping at her juices, and the remaining taste of cookie dough.Willow was watching all this, and fucking her own pussy with three fingers as she saw Buffy and Dawn go at it. She was soaking wet.She saw Buffy on the floor in front of Dawn, and stared at her round little ass there all. I heard the man hop into the truck too, sitting in the driver's seat."Pretty cool, ain't it," he said, looking at me through the rear-view mirror."Yeah, it is. Do you have to sleep here much?" I asked."Every night," he said. "I drive across the country three times a month so this place is pretty much my second home."I pondered that for a second. "It must get pretty lonely," I said, before realizing how blunt and insensitive the comment was."Sometimes, but it ain't so bad," he said. "You make.