It's Ken's deep voice and Stacy giggling. I jump when I find K2 sitting on the bed. K2 gets up and tells me Ken told him to sleep here. He too was ... bit drunk. He asks me if it's OK. I say sure and move over. I'm fully dressed and a bit pissed off as I know Stacy loves my Ken's cock and he equally loves her huge fake tits. I go to the bathroom to pee and as much as to get even I come with just a t-shirt on. The bottom part is getting much better but I'm still uncomfortable with these. I swung the light in the ass Chevy rental car around the block. Used the shotgun to take out the lock on the back door. That and a well placed push with my full body wait and the door swung open. I went inside with the M4 replacing the breach gun. I shot two mean who turned away from the van in the reception area to confront me. After I shot them in the chest I went into the office area where I found the Israeli Chic badly battered but able to stand and great me. Such was not the case of the. "Winston, how's the party planning going?" Darry asked."Well, we got four coeds from Culinary Arts making fresh hors d'oeuvres upstairs right now. We need some room in your refrigerators." Done."The sophomore brother looked over at the rush party chairman. Winston was the most unlikely party host you'd ever meet except that he could organize a concert, an orgy or even a Rennaisance fair to the last detail. Besides that, he was an obsessive-compulsive, a jazz savant and wore a mean fedora."How. We both looked sexy and hot. My bare pussy lips hung down from my suit. Where as Kims bushy pussy hair was flowing from the crotch of her suit. We both filled the cat suit out nicely in the tit area, our hard nipples were poking out at the material. Lets go show John, I said as I grabbed Kim by the hand and I started out his bedroom door. Hey lets not forget this, Kim replied as she picked up the double-headed dildo as we went out the door. John was sitting on the couch in just his jogging.