Ya, you want to do her dont you? she asked me. Becca stood up and pulled Jess to her feet. They hugged, kissing each other shy like while theyre hand... were all over each others tits. Jess smacked Beccas ass, she moaned as I stood up, being led to the bed and pushed onto it. They took each others tops off while kneeling onto the bed on both my sides. They both unzipped and pulled off my pants, then my boxers as my cock bent straight out erect and ready. Wow! Jess said shocked then rubbed me. This had to be some kind of joke. No way something like this could exist. I closed the box but decided to keep it. I had a feeling I'd look sexy in it given my curvy figure, pert ass and curely short black hair but who knows when I'd get a chance to wear it without people judging me. That time did eventually come on Halloween Night. The staff at my bar were required to wear a costume and I didn't have enough money in the budget to get one. So I decided to wear the suit and as expected, I looked. I wanted to get back to masturbating. And now she was making me think of Dad. Clint was Dad but younger. I nodded my head once.“It hit you hard, his death,” Melody said, putting her arm around me, pulling me closer to her. I smelled something musty around her. Similar to my own pussy's scent. But there was something else, something salty and yet almost like bleach. Was it Clint? Did they have sex recently?“I miss him,” I admitted, my heart hammering. She turned her head, her blonde hair. Downstairs, Louise’s father, Bernard had returned home from church. He hadn’t intended to, but he’d left a suitcase behind. He heard a strange noise and stopped in his tracks halfway up the stairs. They were coming from the bedroom – his bedroom. He heard loud grunts and muffled giggles, mingled with a rhythmic slapping sound. They sounded like Louise’s giggles. What the hell was she doing in his bedroom?Bernard’s heart lurched in his chest. Dashing quickly up the stairs, he walked stealthily.