“You did?” she whispered back.I nodded.“Why isn’t it playing right now, this very minute, this very second?” she demanded. “And how come I...heard Annie-May’s song on the radio, but haven’t heard one word about mine?”“What is this thing you have about Annie-May?” I asked.She looked gloomy. “Are you kidding? She’s tall and statuesque, with legs that go on forever, and tits that even I want to play with. She’s beautiful, sweet as sugar mice, and has that whole Southern Belle thing going for her.. I also rummaged through the mess the blast made of the Lock Shop. I didn’t own a lot of breakable things, since almost everything I owned was cheap plastic shit. That did have it’s advantages, when someone threw a bomb at it, either fire or the kaboom type.Once I had the interior straightened and my clothes churning, I took a deep breath and then took a look at the at the camper sitting in my drive. I managed to get a look at what was left of my scooter. I was damn lucky that the gas tank. I have to admit I was upset when you told me you were nearby and asked for directions. I'm not used to visitors.”“Sorry I upset you. I knew you wouldn’t like it. I mean, you told me many times how you want to be left alone, but I couldn’t help it. I had to come.”“What do you mean you had to come? I don't understand.”Allison shrugged her shoulders. “I don't understand either. I don't know what to say.”Oscar sniffed at her scuffed boots while Jason gazed at her in awkward silence, then reached. May takes my cock in her hand and begins to guide it towards Anne's pussy. I stop her and taking her in my strong grip, lift her onto the table right beside Anne."I think that you both need some cock at the moment, and since I seem to be the only man around... I guess you will both have to share." Ohhh... yes... please. Master."Anne rolled over on top of May and they began kissing. Both of them kept their legs spread wide as they comfortably could, leaving me all sorts of nice little places to.