“But he’s deceiving people, and he should be exposed….Look, he’s getting on his motorbike. Shall we call the police? I mean, it’s anonymous ...sn’t it? you don’t have to give your real name and address do you?”“I don’t think so, look, let’s just forget about it. What if he finds out we told on him, he might know a few people who would love nothing more than to come round here and cause us all sorts of trouble”.“Yes, that’s true, I didn’t think of that”. She kept looking out at his house, even. The television was watching me sleeping on the couch, when Lizzie came home. She woke me up with one of her super blow jobs. She knows my cock's most sensitive spots. And she knows that teasing my rosebud. It wasn't too long before I was holding her head and exploding in her mouth. Once I recovered from my nut that she swallowed whole heartedly, Lizzie told me about the party."It was so freaking awesome, honey, so many choices and they all look so much fun." She said as she ran out to the. Gwen was waiting at the door in a red teddy, her long blonde hair cascading down over her shoulders like I’d never seen it do before. She was the very vision of a sex goddess and I got an immediate erection.“Wow! Look at you! I think you’re looking forward to tonight’s activities.”She slipped her arms around my neck and whispered, “I am. I really loved the way you fucked me before. I found out that I like to be forced.”“Mmm! Then I’ll have to force you won’t I?”We kissed passionately as I held. House cleaning, exercise, and long hot showers only helped so much. When Roger got home, he’d better take care of her business. Until then, if she thought a random delivery man was cute, it was Roger’s own damned fault.The kitchen comm display, in its default mirror mode, reflected her image as she passed. Had the cute delivery guy seen a matching glint of interest in her own eyes? Just thinking about the possibility sent another twinge of heat followed by a wave of nausea. Yuck, going about.