“You’re here because you may be a witness to an important investigation.”“A murder investigation,” Frumpy chimed in. I felt my heart and sto...ach shoot up above my lungs. Murder? Whose murder? Was Liz dead? “Is Liz okay?” I blurted out. The cops didn't say a thing, but the thought of Liz dead made my stomach lurch. I regretted all the terrible things I'd thought and said about her earlier. And then I took a deep breath. I’d had friends die before, including my Carolyn. Think now, panic later, I. Sometimes I was around, and sometimes not. When I was around, I did not hesitate to take the opportunity to watch him jerk off. I rationalized that watching was not against the rules. However, on that day, Tim looked at me with those beautiful pleading eyes of his. I happily got down on my knees and sucked his cock, and finished him off with my hand. That took care of our fun for week two.It was the third week and Tim’s first week home for summer vacation. Bill was out of town on business from. As it turned out, these two young ladies were here for the same conference that Al and I were here for, and were staying at the same hotel as us. The more gorgeous of the two was a lush blonde with a great figure named Belinda. The brunette, named Ann, was as stunning to look at as Belinda, but had small pert breasts, and a more boyish figure. Ann seemed quite taken with Al. Belinda was a bubbly, bright young woman with a rye sense of humor. We had talked about the conference, and the sights we. " Tommy was taken aback at her answer and quickly asked, "Who was it you sucked?!?" "Becky Vance," came her slurred reply! Sweet mother of god," Tommy moaned out loud, "you really sucked Becky Vance?!?" "Yes," came her reply. The mere image of Miss Arnold having her mouth on Becky's eighteen year old cunt was just too much for Tommy to take, and seconds later his pecker was spitting shots of hot cum into her waiting throat! Late that night while lying in bed Tommy was mapping out a plan to get.