And asked us maybe we can masturbate one to another. He was realy pushy, and we agreed. So that was the order that we was on the bed, me by the wall, ...ouching my friends dick with right hand, he was touching one more guy, that guy was touching the Kisser and that kisser was on the knees on the bed so he can reach me. So there it was, I was touching, well, not even touching, but stocking another mans cock. By the way, the cock I touched was the best of us four, it was about 20cm, thick, uncut,. So I made a little peep-hole between our family room and the unfinished side of our basement. Our first time trying it was one night a friend named Mike was coming over. So when he got there I went to the unfinished basement while she answered the door. She invited him in and led him to the family room. But waited until he asked about me and told him she'd just talked to me and I was still in a meeting 300 miles away so I'd be very late getting home. She knew he was getting ready to go and. I couldn't wait to do it again. Now that I'd had a taste of her, I was insatiable. "It was the first thing that came to mind," I said, sliding a little closer to her. Maybe I could feel her up a little? "He bought it, didn't he?" Oh fuckin' aye he bought it," Becky nodded, eyeing my creeping suspiciously. "You pushed exactly the right button." She gave me a stern look. "Just ease on back over to your side of the bench." She told me."What's the matter?" I asked, hurt. "Don't you want to be next. It was like she knewhow to operate the computer and the coding."The agents frowned. That didn't sound as if the girl had been acting bydirections from Orrin Pratt or as if she was some terrorist. It almostseemed like she was Orrin. But her physique wasn't anything like thePresident's son. They did know that Orrin had gone through MORFS. Was itpossible that he morfed into a winged girl, instead of dying? But if shewas Orrin, then why didn't she ask the embassy for transportation home.And why was.