"Margarita for me, Sam."I looked at Megan and caught her sneaking a peek at the TV. The girl on the screen was now sucking her daddy's oversized prick... I cleared my throat, and Megan's eyes scurried from the TV set over to me."Would you like a Margarita too, Megan?"She blushed. "Okay."On my way to the kitchen I turned the thermostat down. Nikki was right: it was close to eighty-five, way too hot for fucking.As I prepared the drinks, I watched the girls over the island that separated the kitchen. She lay for a moment staring at the empty pillow in the dim morning light beside her, the warm colours spilling in through the cracks in the window blinds indicating it was early morning, perhaps even sunrise.Sitting up slowly she ran a hand through her hair, pushing it up into her preferred style as she glanced around for any indication of her new lover, but saw no sign. For a moment her imagination ran a little wild. Maybe Amélie had used her, had manipulated her somehow?She felt a doubt. It's also a lot of fun to watch later," he added with a grin.So Gwen and I took to the middle of the room, and quickly removed our clothes, except for Gwen's stockings and heels. I lay down and Gwen positioned herself over me, her pussy directly above my face. I was incredibly aroused at being naked in front of these strangers, and I could see and smell that Gwen was very moist. I love it when she sits on my face, and I was reaching my tongue up to taste her as she gently licked the length of. “GET AWAY FROM HIM!” Mr. Hart Spins around dropping me to the floor. I look towards the door and see Jason, a sophomore who I have always found very attractive. Glancing back at Mr. Hart I see he is changing, his fingers are getting longer and growing sharp claws, the back of his shirt tears in a few places where thin spines are growing, his teeth are now long and sharp. He looks like a monster from some alien movie. Jason lunges towards him pushing him with his hand for an instant I see some.