And how do we find these girls who’ll accept that kind of situation?”“I guarantee they’re out there. We just have a big house, they’re our h...usemates, and nobody knows what goes on inside except us.”“You’re actually considering this?” I asked.“Aren’t you?”“We’re both insane!”“Was that ever even a question?” she laughed.“No!”“I think it’s a pipe dream, really,” she sighed.“Probably. So, what should I do about Angie?”“Talk to Fran, I guess. And take it from there.”“OK.”We hugged and went back out. . OH MY GOD! BILL! Oh myy GOD!!He had gone quiet save for some vigorous grunts. My little cock which had stayed fearfully soft began to grow stiff. I spit in my palm and reached down and began to stroke it. The sight of this seemed to turn him on more and he let out a growling, "Yeaaah baby, I knew you wanted it." as he continued to work me over. "Ohhhh yeah daddy! Oh god I love it!", I moaned back. He started to swell and his breathing became more rapid. I looked back at him."Oooh, you gonna. He had no idea of the number of troops he faced and had no one who could spy out the details for him. With an unknown number of enemies and untrained, if not incompetent, troops of his own, he was relying on close quarters combat to try to offset the enemy’s huge advantages. He’d just lost even that negligible advantage; open fighting in the streets was a fool’s choice at this point – but, in truth, he really didn’t have any choice at all.He turned to where the Rivens’ family were keeping an. My right hand is still toying with your entire backside. Kneading your buns and dragging my nails across the skin when you feel my left return to your vulva. But wait, that isn't my hand after all. What is it? Something firm but soft. Something blunt and... FUCK! Now it is vibrating. Not a steady vibration, but jumping into different strengths and speeds every second or so. The bitch at your window can't make up her mind about how many tickets to buy. She keeps asking stupid questions.