We went to school together, were in the Army together, I was his best man and he was mine, and we built and sold a company that made each of us rich e...ough that we don’t need to work anymore if we don’t want to. To look at us we were completely different men. He’s a short, good looking, African American man with more muscles per square inch than was believed possible. Me, I’m a white-haired, old curmudgeon that looks like the old guy on the park bench feeding the pigeons. We’re both pushing 60.. "Hunter, give them back. Give them back now!"He took a step back, his face the only clear thing in my vision. Without my classes, I was close to being clinically blind, my eyes were so bad. "Aw, don't worry. You'll be fine." No, you don't understand," panic crept into my voice. "I need them back, Hunter! I can't see without them! Please!"He backed his way down the hallway, making his way back into the room of people, still facing me with that lopsided grin, growing fuzzy in my vision. "Don't. "At least not so fast. Usually it takes me a long time."Laura kissed her searchingly, heatedly. Camille's mouth dropped to Laura's breasts, and she held them in her hands and sucked Laura's nipples hungrily."Oh yes," Laura groaned softly. "Yes yes." Oh Laura, I've never done this, but I want you so much," Camille murmured, squeezing and sucking Laura's breasts passionately.Right now Laura didn't care that she and Rob were going to fuck Camille together. She wanted to come, she wanted Camille to. The theme we wanted to go with was ‘no clothes’. What do you think?” “Sounds good to me, when did you want to start off with your party?” Renée inquired. But before either of the girls had a chance to answer her, the doorbell rang once again. As Sarah walked by Renée, she looked her up and down; making sure Renée knew she was checking her gorgeous body out. Renée wore a figure hugging t-shirt and jeans. Sarah thought her look was very sexy as Renée’s every sexy curve was on display, without her.