Jimmy and I hung in different circles. I don't know where he got the idea we were friends, but we lived on the same street, so I didn't want to look l...ke an asshole by not going.There were more guys than girls at this party. A fucking sausage fest, so to speak, so I knew I wouldn't be staying long. If a party has more guys than girls, it's pretty fucking lame. They had a keg, so I poured myself a beer in one of those red plastic beer cups and sat on a sofa, alone. People were smoking weed, some. Chuck sputtered and gasped and snorted. For the moment, he was drained, but she sucked like he was holding back. His thighs burned; he panted heavily. Grabbing the balcony light fixture, he steadied himself then looked down. Robin's sly, smoldering, smirk greeted him. Glancing across to the next building, he saw two couples and a woman on three different terraces engaged in their show. She sucked harder."Holy fuck woman! What are you trying to do?" One last lick then she took him out of her. Our eyes locked.“Actually, Ally, I do need a favour,” he said finally, his voice neutral and controlled. “I picked up your father’s cell phone by mistake last night and obviously, if I’ve got his phone I can’t call him to arrange to give it back. As it is, I’m leaving tomorrow afternoon. Could you get it back to him for me?”“Sure,” I said, vaguely confused. “You’ve got it with you?”He looked contrite.“Well, I left it in my hotel room.”He looked at me expectantly. I wondered briefly if I was. .with two cocks and one pussy. Most weekends, the three of us get together, watch movies and just talk about our weeks and unwind together. This is usually where the fantasies come out, where the naughty thoughts from our weeks gets shared. Trevor's are of being in the office, of grabbing the bitch that is his gorgeous boss and fucking her in the middle of the room to the shock of his co-workers, of hearing the boss scream on his cock. Aaron's are more tame, of being blown in the copy room or.