My eyes kept finding Ashley. I never would have thought she would be so scandalous. Maybe one day I’d reveal we were dumpster sisters but for now ... was just relieved that it wasn’t me they were talking about.Drinks flowed and the night wore on. I was tipsy but not tired. Still, I wanted a pick me up and began to walk up to my room to grab my bag of blow. My phone rang. It was my ex-boyfriend, Matt. What could he possibly want? I stopped at the base of the stairs and instead opened the. I think that before very long though, Ray's father, Mr. Nash, became aware of it. There were several instances at work when he intervened on my behalf when Ray was giving me a hard time about something.Ray had been pretty wild before he went away to college. He went through girlfriends like a hot knife through butter. I doubt if he ever went with a girl for longer than two weeks. I heard some disturbing stories about him later, about some of the things he tried to make the girls do. I don't. Doug, Carl, and I reached in and bumped fists, too."Teammates," we said.Rose cuddled up next to me for the rest of the ride home."You're still coming over tomorrow aren't you?" she asked."Of course. It's your fifteenth birthday," I said. "It's really nice of your parents to invite me. I wanted to take you someplace, but I can't expect them not to want you home for your birthday." We talked about it," Rose said. "They said that birthdays were family affairs, but that they understood if I'd like. This man has got a cock of 11 inches! Trust me – that was the cock! And I knew my wife loved his cock more than anything in this world!She moved her head up and down, taking more of that meat in her mouth. It was beautiful, watching her enjoy giving him head. But after 2 years of such relations, when I even started calling him her husband, because he was fucking her more than I was, I wanted to see more of their sex abilities and skills. I wanted to see this well equipped stud fuck this slut.