"Oh that's fucking great, thanks Jim. "Look honey why don't you take Chad instead?"Chad spoke up. "Oh that's alright really; I want to talk with Mrs. ...arns anyway." Well that settles it then. Come on Jean let's go."No sooner had the door closed than Megan spun around and slapped Chad's face. "How dare you touch me like that and in front of my family?"He rubbed his cheek and smiled at her. "Look Megan you liked it, I could tell. Besides I didn't hear you protesting, how come? I'll tell you why,. Go onin. Don't make me have to come in there and kick you out for being stupidagain. I still remember what happened a few months ago. Do that again andyou won't ever return. Got it?"A few silent nods by all parties around and we were back into the dimlylit bar with it's half filled dance floor, cacophony of music, loudtalking, and a barely registered question by my new friends, Rodger andZack."I said, Do you want to have a seat and get a drink?" surprisingly fromquiet Zack.I nodded and Zack. She stroked that throbbing cockmeat.The tip of the dog's prick began to bubble with pre-cum."Ooooh!" she purred when she saw the foamy juice starting to seep from the cleft.Veronica reached in and cupped the dog's swollen balls.Linda levered his cock rod down and touched the wet tip against her nipples, smearing spunk on her tits. She squirmed and arched. Then she cupped her tits together, deepening the cleavage, and let the dog hump her for a moment, his fat prick sliding between her tits and. Well, when I thought about it, we lived well at least. Not as well as my girlfriend did, but then, they owned three businesses. Mom worked for an insurance companies fraud division. It kept a roof over our head and food on the table; and, if we were careful, all the bills paid. Of course, now that I was making money, mom charged me rent, of all things! She told me she was preparing me for the reality of life.I was seventeen, almost eighteen, and thought that her charging me a hundred dollars a.