Emily, I said you were my guest, and I mean it. Now, put that away."She smiled up at me again, a tear forming in her eye. "I just wanted to thank you ...gain. I haven't had a good Thanksgiving for years, and I know this one will be special, so thank you." Hey. It's okay, don't cry. What are friends for?" I asked, reaching out to rub her arm.She sniffled a bit. "I just don't have very many friends." What about family?"She looked at me sadly. "Don't joke about that, please? You know."I was. ” God, did I really say that? I laughed as I moved out into the hallway. I think I really did. What a fool I was then. If I had only known my power.Catherine put her nose to the blossoms and inhaled deeply. She closed her eyes and looked at the floor shyly. I thought that we would stand in front of each other forever but she finally moved her hands and began to unfasten her tight maid's corset. Her undressing seemed rehearsed. She moved with the movements of a woman who has been instructed on. “I need a break,” I want to say after not even ten minutes, jaw sore, stomach straining, my own bladder ready to explode. But I don’t have a chance to gurgle out a single word. The moment piss stops filling my mouth, a cock takes its place on my tongue.“Suck it clean, piss toilet. I want that cock shiny and drip-free when it comes out.” The quarterback’s girlfriend is the only girl left in the room if you don’t count the toilets, but she finds time to bark orders when she’s not tonguing. "Oh girl, at least you wear the right panties to feel sexy," she musedbefore opening the next finding her brothers boxers all folded neatly.Lauren was about to close it and go to the next when she saw somethingin the corner, a little box. "Oh what do you have hiding here Eric?"she asked herself as she pulled it out and opened it. Inside was acrumpled piece of paper and a beautiful diamond ring. The ring itselfshe recognized; it was their grandmother's engagement ring. "OH MY GOD!I thought.