I hoped he didn’t mind the noise but I kind of think he enjoyed it. Suzy opened the passenger side door and started to back down the steps. Once aga...n, I got a great eyeful up her dress as she descended the ladder. She hadn’t put her panties back on! Her wet, glistening pussy was fully exposed. I don't know what it is about a lady in a dress. I had just fucked her, eaten her pussy and saw every naked part of her. But looking up her dress made my used up cock give another twitch of life. It was. Picking up the leash she took me back downstairs. As wewalked into the living room Miss Britt was sitting on the loveseat with amagazine in her lap."Oh my Margret, you didn't take much time did you? Was it good for you?" Mary Jane, i guess i'm just too old to enjoy anymore. Your Lisa didnothing for me but maybe it was just me."Miss Britt gave me a look that i knew there would be hell to pay forthis. In front of Margret, she stood up, folded the magazine over andslapped my face so hard she. ” I grinned back.So it was planned that when she came to my room that I’d text him and he’d slip in quietly. As soon as she was involved he’d make his presence known and we’d go from there.It was a struggle to act like my usual self that night. I knew that there weren’t any other “special” guests so she would be full of sexual energy. In due time she came to my room and dropped her robe. I sent the prearranged message and put my phone down to welcome her into my arms. We began making out. Out. The activists struck close to home, because they targeted my family. Or more specifically, my uncle, Darren. It built up for a while. I remember my dad coming home, swearing about the protesters he’d been chasing off company grounds again. There were conversations between him, my mother, my uncles, which usually trailed off because they thought it wasn’t suitable for us kids. Not like they could hide it, because the media took an interest. I was 14, and I remember it clearly. It was one of.