The drive was pleasant, as I had many nice thoughts going through my head about what the night would hold. I picked up a bottle of Margarita's on the ...ay. It turned out that she didn't care for drink, but she did like the smoke that I brought.I met her are her house. She let me in and we sat down on the sofa of the living room. We chatted some. She had a roommate and she was in and out of the living while we chilled. I drank a little and we both smoked a couple of bowls. It didn't take long. .. functional,” she said. “Vinyl floor tiles...”“Like you said, functional. I can upgrade the floor, later. I have storage here, plus the necessaries — fiberglass shower, vanity, and toilet. I don’t need a spa bathroom”“Maybe you should put a window in.”“Kara — do you know what’s involved putting a window into a stone house?”“Sorry — I forgot. You do have a vent fan. That’s required by code.”“Let’s look at the master bedroom.” He led her through the door that connected the upstairs bathroom to. Her hands now wrap around his hard, meaty cock. She slowly starts to stroke him with one hand, while fondling his heavy balls with the other.Bill's hands find their way to her ass. He rubs and squeezes her ass and says, "You have no idea how badly I've wanted to get my hands on you." As he continues to grope her ass, the space between them closes. The tip of his cock now presses against her belly, but she continues to stroke him. Bill hooks his thumbs on the waistband of her sweats and pushes. And now she has something else to ask us about. This might be interesting.”I think I’m the most embarrassed of the three of us. But even I found it hard to keep from laughing out loud as we imagined poor Connie’s consternation.I glanced at the time and said, “Sorry. I didn’t realize how late it was. But to be fair, this is all Kelly’s fault.”Kelly didn’t seem embarrassed at all. She grinned and started sliding out of bed. She said, “It isn’t my fault. They were two minutes early. You start.