Have a good time tonight.’ And we hung up. Paige shook her head at me and deliberately said, ‘That was the dumbest conversation I have ever witnes...ed.’ ‘Am I allowed to listen in when you call Lauren?’ ‘No’ *** Paige’s Parents were still out of town for the weekend and not due back until early Sunday. So, when I arrived at Paige’s front door a few minutes early for our date Lauren answered, let me in and offered me a seat on the sofa. The house was very tidy. Nice oak furniture, warm colors, it. Her mouth opened wide and she demanded my tongue, which I gave eagerly. Her red, luscious lips pressed hard against mine and her arm went round my neck to hold my mouth to hers…for her pleasure.My hands remained behind my back as Amanda kissed me. I knew the rules. She broke the kiss, leaving me breathing a little harder and my cock a lot harder. Reaching up with one hand she gently twisted each of my nipples in turn and I gasped. She walked around behind me. My thoughts returned to the crop. He sighed, running a hand through his brown hair. All he could do for now is sweat it out. Maybe he'd get lucky and neither girl was pregnant - after all, it was their first time. Not that it really mattered biologically, but still - didn't it? Maybe neither girl would speak to each other about their tryst with Steve. Maybe he could just dig a hole and hide inside for a few weeks in case they ever did talk to each other.He looked up at the receptionist, a forty-ish woman who was typing into a. I rang their house, hoping to god that Laura or Matt, their two kids, would be in. They were no longer kids, Matt was seventeen and Laura was nineteen. I didn't fancy dealing with this situation on my own. Fortunately Matt was in and said he would wait for us. It took about twenty minutes to reach their house but once Karen realised where she was headed she started to kick off. "I thought we were going to your place for a shag," she said, very drunkenly. "I want a shag, I don't want to go home,.