I'd been that angry, too. And I hadn't given any thought about what to do, except to call Dad, who I knew would call Craig. Well, I'd demanded more sa... in things."I haven't thought about it," I told him. "Right now I'm too angry to think straight."He nodded, but it was Aunt Shirley who spoke. "That's a good idea, Craig. Give it a few minutes."He nodded. "I don't know who said it, but you're right. Revenge is sweeter, cold." Just be sure to start with the finger pointing in the right direction. Anna grabbed my hand and dragged me quickly to her room. She pulled me into a hug and we exchanged a fierce kiss. I tugged at her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, quickly released her bra, revealing her beautiful breasts. She pulled my t-shirt over my head and her fingers went to the waistband of my shorts. She yanked them down, and I did the same for hers. I pulled her into another hug and we French kissed.“The door,” I gasped, breaking the kiss.“Mom and Dad won’t be home until after. “Fuck! Fuck! Shit!” he groaned until a river of jizz shot out of his cock and onto my fuzzy face. “Damn!”I took his cock in my mouth and drained what was left as he shook and groaned. He laid down next to me, played with his cum on my face, and kissed me. “Want me to do you?” he asked.“Yeah, but later. I’ll wait until you’re ready to bring it back to the party. There’s something else I want from you, buddy,” I told him.I lit another smoke, and we lay there stroking each other. I was rock hard. He slipped his hand down his trousers and stroked his hardening cock while she undressed and struggled to tie gown on behind her.?Here,? he said, rising to his feet. ?Let me help. Those things can be so fiddly?.?Thank you.?He went over to her, and stood behind her, as close as he dare, his cock inches from her ass. He fought the temptation to reach around and cup her lovely tits. Or kiss her shoulder. Or feel her ass with his hands. Or bend her over and fuck her right there and then. The gown.