I slid over the floor to another friend, Denise, who was happily sucking on the rigid cock of Anthony, another guest. As I reached her I could see cum...all down her thighs and some still oozing from her pussy. What else could I do but dip my tongue in there and taste that lovely nectar despite having no idea who it belonged to although it was probably from more than one source. Denise purred her pleasure and released Anthony who positioned himself behind me to slowly drive his thick cock into my. " Do you want to come to work helping your dad with the grocery deliveries, Richard?" I asked him the question, and then watched him standing there, staring back at me. He liked me even less than I liked him. I watched Walt give him an elbow to the arm, attempting to prompt him into answering my question."I'm supposed to act all polite around you, Parsons. Kiss your ass like a good dog, and maybe hope you'll throw me that job as a reward for my good behavior or something. I told my father I. Her cheeks were rosy pink and her lips bright. She wore a blue Patiala pajama below.She pulled her hair back in a sweet ponytail with a yellow hair bow. As soon as she came out I could see papa look lustily at her. No one said anything. Then she suddenly touched papa’s feet apologizing that she forgot earlier. He put his hand on her head in an intense manner.Then she sat down with us and started chatting. My dad told my mom to quickly get her food which she did. We had dinner and then I went. You lie in a heap, softly sobbing into your panties. Your torn blouse is lying beside you and your pants are tight around your ankles. Sweat steams off your back in the cool night. I reach down and tightly wrap my fingers in your hair. I jerk you up on your knees and force you to look up at me. Your mascara has mixed with your blood and tears and you look up at me through puffy blood shot eyes. “I can't go home like this” I say and pull out your panties. You gasp in the cool night air through.