"Uh, let me think about it for a second... NO. I'm watching TV. Why don't you two go into the bedroom and talk?" I suggested.Neither of them moved fro... their positions and I ignored her mumbled "Bitch."In response to my denial to leave, the bitch lit up her cigarette in the middle of the living room instead of going outside. I cranked up the volume on the TV in retaliation. The two of them sat down to talk, despite my best attempts to make it impossible for either of them to hear each other.I. Mrs. Welch pushed the immobilized Brad back on the couch and straddled his still spewing rod, as she had promised. As a completely unexpected treat, the hottest cheerleader in Horny High straddled his chest and buried his face in her swampy cunt. They knew that Brad, or any other horny teenager, was much less likely to complain about sucking dick when he had two sexy women fucking him at the same time.Brad concluded that none of this could possibly be happening. Maybe, just maybe, his friend's. I first put on a pair of my men's underwear. I heard my tinkling laughter as I pulled them up over my hips, only to see them fall back down around my tiny ankles as soon as I let them go! "Okay," I said to myself, "forget the underwear!" I rooted around in my backpack for a pair of hiking shorts that I had only worn a couple of times on the island. Luckily, they had an elastic belt that went with them, and I thought I might be able to cinch it tight enough to where they might stay on. I stepped. “I don’t care one way or the other,” said the man dismissively and turned around, heading for the bathroom. “If you’re a good fuck, I might ask for you again. I always like to know what I’m getting, I’m not a very adventurous type.” All business, just like she thought and doubted his last statement was true. She also had a suspicion this would be straight sex, probably a blowjob to start off with, but no kinky shit that she was always afraid of. Especially at this time of the day, she.