"Don't tell me that—" Yes, I did," Mike said interrupting. "The 5 minute key cutting place down the road. And it is just perfect. I know she wants t...em and it'll be cool." Something to tell the grandkids, eh?" Mike blushed, his affection towards his Scottish neighbour, Heather, was a constant target for his friend's mocking. He spluttered and stammered, and Rose continued. "Because if she sees you are going to jail, she is going to freak out, she will think you are a rapist or a burglar and I. (Still super excited)Me: Who? (Super confused)She: Stupid, Sherry your Facebook friend, when you were in your 11th. (Literally hitting me with the notebook she held in her hand)Me: Okay! Okay! Now I remember, That Sherry. (Feeling relaxed)She: Who else? By the way how many Sherrys do you know? (Interrogating)Me: No! That not what I meant by that Sherry. I meant that Facebook Sherry, and I don’t know any Sherry other than you. (Relaxed)The conversation lasted for half an hour and we talked about. He pulled the material off my ass, and with a yank, removed my buttplug. Standing behind me, he grabbed my hips and positioned hisengorged cock at my hole, At this point, Tammy squirted some lube onhis cock, and with no further warning, and he rammed that huge piece ofmeat up my backside. I thought I was being split by a telephone pole! I screamed and cried into my gag, squirming around, trying to dislodgehis cock from my poor bottom. The only sounds I heard, other thanMike's grunting, and. “What did you have in mind?” Elyse smirked.“On second thought, forget it,” I chuckled. “You all would pay up instantly, no matter what I wanted! And it’s not like I can’t get that, anyway!”All three of the girls laughed, and fortunately, I didn’t have to duck any throw pillows tossed my way.I checked my supplies and decided to make spaghetti and meatballs. Once I had everything cooking, I sat down to read some chapters in my books and to do the small amount of homework questions that had been.