Vor mir stand, kaum eine Armlänge entfernt Lorielle London und funkelte mich mit großen Rehaugen an. Ich öffnete den Mund, um die Kleine darauf auf...erksam zu machen, dass sie sich hier auf der Herrentoilette befand. Doch gerade noch rechtzeitig fiel mir ein, dass sie hier eigentlich auch nicht so ganz falsch war. Da mir auch sonst kein intelligenter Spruch einfiel, stand ich erst mal mit offenem Mund und offener Hose vor der Transe und gab ihr damit die Gelegenheit, mich weiter. “Diana, what are you doing here?”“You know why I’m here,” Diana muttered, looking away. “I hurt that girl.”“Uh, huh,” Rochelle nodded. “And when are you going to pay for what you did to the house?”“Mom,” Diana whispered.“Seriously, Di,” Rochelle asked. “Why’d you do that?”“You know why,” Diana glared. “That house was a prison.”Rochelle laughed. “As opposed to this?”“You know what I mean!” Diana snapped. “You never cared about us. Christy and I only lived with you because our Mom died. She loved. Can we talk about something else?" Like what?" Like, what are we doing tonight?"Kristen smiled as she parked the car. "What do you want to do?" Kris, I know you have plans. I've already had a surprise party. So, why the surprise now?" A girl has got to have her secrets, Oogie!"I laughed, and Kristen joined me.The burden of the tickets had been temporarily lifted.Lynette was already at the apartment, having stayed home the entire day to bid Camille and Will off instead of attending cheerleader. Before her very eyes, he had his mate on all fours, lubed and drove his sturdy thickness hard inside, and began slam-fucking his companion from behind while his voyeuring boss hottie hit another peak or three. It seems the trio all knew to keep sound to an absolute minimum, even though the bigwigs were in a meeting far enough down the hall.After Daniel gave his man a good back-door pummeling, while keeping control on his own edge-riding, he then flipped his counterpart over and slowly lowered.