I'd remodeled a police station in a small town and kept all the old jail cells. I'd installed some of them in this house, and they were about to becom... the girls permanent homes.The kitchen was my next port of call. I figured I'd eat something and drink a couple of brews to get over the anxiety, then go check out the fresh meat. I opened a can of ravioli and heated it in the microwave. Parmesan cheese sounded like a good idea, so I sprinkled some on, and shoved it back in the microwave to warm,. Inside the restroom I took stock of my situation while looking in the mirror;Three drinks so feeling a little high, CheckSemi-rigid hard on from the chesty housewife, CheckLike the old Clash tune the thought in my head was, Should I stay or should I go?Walking back out of the restroom, I approached the pool and noticed that Karen was swimming in the pool, her yoga pants now clumped in a pile by the side. Her ass was incredible. It jutted out and begged to be manhandled as she stroked her way up. I could feel his balls slapping my balls and leg. Bi now my dick had pre-cum leaking so much the sheets were wet through and a string ran from my dick to the bed. I could feel him get bigger and his thrusts were getting faster and I hoped he was going to cum soon. I could feel the cum starting to build like it did the night before. But this time my dick was not rubbing the sheets butt sticking out in the open air with nothing touching it. He also started talking more. “Take that black dick. Making sure I feel included is important to my mom and I was sure that would win her over.It did. After persuading my dad later on, there I was at her house with my duffel on her bed. I mean, the party was nice, but I couldn't stop thinking about our little afterparty."Oh, you're spending the night?" Mia asked when she saw my bag."Yeah," I said, feeling like she was onto me. Mia had sleepovers with Shana and other people all the time. I'm sure those weren't full of any suspicious activity.