“Mmmm,” I moaned, admiring my recent handiwork. “Spread that ass. I want to see the slutty little asshole that I just fucked.” Mya did as or...ered, reaching back with both hands to pull her cheeks apart and fully expose her recently violated asshole. I smiled and began to grip my dick, my hand moving with slow, lazy strokes as I watched her. I certainly didn’t want the night’s events to end, but I needed a little time to recuperate.“Mmmm,” she purred, stroking a finger over her sensitive. ”I put my hand on her knee and said, “I know why, and you don’t have to do it. I felt it when you pushed back against my arm to have more of it touching you. The others didn’t notice, but I saw the look of bliss you worked so hard to hide it from them when feeling my touch. It is something about me, and it happens to many people who don’t like anyone touching them. I also saw your nipples harden up, and you cum when you squeezed your legs tightly together.”She started fishing my dick out and. She was trying to hurry up the stairs, and hoping no one would notice. But, with her standard look, and the mini, she had three guys grouped at the top level of the stairs. They were eyeing her, actually like what would be normal. ABOVE: the exact rusty red outfit that my wife wore.But, today, one slapped the other two, and pointed at my wife, and said, “Is that what I think that is?!?!” And my wife flipped the entry door wide, jumped inside and ran the last twenty five feet to the first. " Dan's right," Matt agreed. "Even if they can't reach us by phone,they'll just think we're busy with orientation." So what do we do?" Jack asked.For some reason, they were looking at me for an answer. I suppose itmade sense. I had the reputation of one of the smartest - if not thesmartest - guy in the house. I didn't always see it that way, but a 4.0in business and a natural for a slot in a top law school next year mademe one of the guys who was expected to have an answer. I gave them theonly.