Clay Atkins stood next to the jukebox until he spotted Wheeler Sims sitting at a front booth. The Rhodes brothers were with him. So was Renee. With ey...s you could get lost in and an ass to die for, she was the best looking girl he’d ever dated, much less made love to. Abby called her a manipulative bitch and, just for good measure, white trash. As usual, she’d been right. Renee was also a racist, so were a lot of other people Clay knew. He wasn’t, but he’d lusted for her since junior high.. Annette and Scott climbed into bed together, so I followed them. This resulted in Annette between Scott’s legs, bending over and licking his cock while he lay on his back, and me by his hip, wondering what I should do. John was simply standing by the other side of the bed.Annette stopped sucking and gave me a kiss. I jerked my head back in surprise, then leaned in tentatively and kissed her back. I hadn’t really thought about Annette being part of the package for me. But her lips were soft, her. Craig and I were still close, and everyone was still together as usual. I had talked to more and more of the gang since I had talked to Brittany, and they were all doing well. Things with Kyle were much better than things had been between Ben and I when I had left. Kyle had had a couple girlfriends, but I quickly learned from Brittany and Charlotte that those "relationships" were not lasting long, and were more like little flings.I loved Craig. And it felt so great to say that. We had already. “You like that, big boy?” she asked. I breathed heavily as my cock smacked against her boobs. I felt like I was going to cum all over them at any second. “Now it's my turn,” Bridget said, as she approached me. Chelsea released my cock and allowed Bridget to satisfy me next. I breathed heavily as Bridget removed her orange cheerleader panties and exposed her crotch. Then she lifted her right leg and held it up in the air as she pressed her twat against my face. I stuck my tongue out.