It would work. It was perfect. He had to call Kate and tell her.He looked at the clock. Three past eight. He picked up the phone and dialed it."Good e...ening, my lady Katherine." Good evening, sir David. How's my love tonight?" Wonderful. Guess what? I have an empty house starting tomorrow at five o'clock." What? You're kidding!!" Nope." He explained the details. They decided he would come pick her up at 5:30 as planned, they'd get food, as planned, but they weren't going to any movie.Kate was. . ?" Sit, asshole," commanded Joe. Other voices had spoken similarly. "Read this." Joe tossed a ream of paper in front of the head schemer."But it's a fucking..." the jerk looked at the last page, " ... twenty-six pages." Then you'd better start. We're not going to stay all day are we? Everyone settled in reading?" Yes, boss," or variations came through the speakerphone."No trouble?" NH 2 here. The guy had a fucking .22!" said J."I guess you were right about that one," Joe snickered."Yeah, a. “Oh my god, fuck me, please FUCK me!!” Bill was startled as I grabbed the dildo from him, but he eagerly went back to lapping with his tongue at Carla’s steaming cunt. I saw eager surprise in his eyes as he saw me begin to probe Carla’s asshole with her dildo, dripping wet with her pussy cream. “Yesss!!” screamed Carla, “Yes, I want it in my ASS! Fuck me, fuck me HARD!!” She had Bill’s cock in a death grip as she fell forward, her ass in the air, his pulsing cockhead warm and wet against her. He said he would love to see it. I told him I would love to see it more myself but my girlfriend has final work when the beaver makes an appearance. I went to my girlfriend and after a while told her what he said. She got mad and walked away. I walked back to my new drinking pal and told him he got me in trouble. We both started to laugh. I told him everything he wanted to know about her all the way down to her favorite positions. Drinking makes me stupid. The next day my girlfriend asked about.