It wasn't like a burn or anything.I was watching TV on my computer trying to catch up when the phone rang. "Well Brit hold on I'll open the gate. I op...ned the web page with the camera feeds on it. I watched the large SUV pass through the gate and up the drive."That is some security system. Are you serious about tire damage?" he asked."Would you say that four inch spikes of different thicknesses embedded in a ten inch wide concrete strip was serious?" I asked."You are fucking A I would," he said. But, she'd seen guys do an abrupt one-eighty more than once after they got her into bed.By the second chorus, Julian seemed comfortable enough with the guitar to play and sing backing vocals as well. Caitlynn shivered. He either had beautiful vocal control and a good ear for counterpoint or his voice matched this particular song and style remarkably well."Are you drunk?" Amanda asked."I think I'm halfway between drunk and hung over," admitted Caitlynn. "Amanda, I really fucked up. Can you come. She then put one foot inhis lap and the other one on the arm of his chair thishad the effect she wanted. She was now showing him hercharms and he had to adjust his position. She tormented him for about thirty minutes and said itwas getting to dark and quiet for her so she went overto the radio and turned some music on. She said shewanted to dance and grabbed my hand. While we weredancing, she said that she ‘was so turned on’ that shewould do me right there in front of Brian if I. I pressed a little closer against her and raised my knees up slightly with my legs apart. My skirt slid downward and barely covered my dripping pussy. My legs were smooth and bare and I could see she was looking towards them.Karen said nervously, “I’m hungry” and started to make her favorite donut ice cream sandwich. I only had an appetite to taste her pussy. We watched as the two women on screen kissed deeply and passionately, grinding their pussies and moaning.I imagined it was Karen and me.