"Do I have to answer that?" she asked."Of course not," I said. "I love a mystery." Good," she answered.I took a better look at Reggie. Her hair was re... and her skin pale, so it was probably her real color. It had also been enhanced, that hair color didn't come for God. It was to vibrant and there was a more natural color showing on her roots.She could have gotten her outfit from my bag. She wore a tee shirt and jeans. Well she did have to wear a bra. She was much better endowed than me. Where I. We walk in and dude hits some lights. “Wanna beer”? “Sure”, I responded. He tosses the beer towards me—lucky I played football, or it would be all over the floor. “Nice catch” He mumbles. “Actually, throwing is my strong suit, I hardly ever have to catch” Dude takes a long suck of his beer, and looks back at me. “Quarterback huh “? He asked me with a slight shit-eatin grin. Im getting a little agitated now so I respond kinda pissed-off “Ya dude—quarterback. You know my street address too “?. She reached down with her right hand and grabbed that tip and took it up out of my view. I looked up at the bed and could see that Jeff had dropped down to his knees again and Kathy risen up off her heels to fuck him in the exact position I was in. They were both twisting their heads, looking at Rachel and I, though they couldn't see my ass and her strap-on the way I could see the two of them because of the angles. Rachel rubbed the head of her cock up and down my crack a few times, once. In one shove he buried his cock as far he could into her warm clinging wetness. (AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}}); Donna squeaked in protest. She may have been aroused, but she wasn’t ready for this indelicate treatment. She started to ask John just what in the hell was going on, but he covered her mouth with his, stuck his tongue nearly into her throat, and began to drive his hips back and forth. For two minutes John pounded away, scooting their bodies.