"Come on, Leslie," he told her. "Let's get into the shower." Oooooh, a shower," Leslie said. "That's my favorite." Glad to hear it," he told her, pull...ng back the curtain. "Hop on in there and I'll be in shortly."Leslie did as she was told. Ken quickly removed his clothing and dropped it into the bag atop Leslie's."Clean her up quickly," Harold advised. "But be sure to get all the blood and to keep her under the influence of your pheromones."Ken did his best. He was hampered a bit by the fact. Once we were seated around the patio table, the same table they had been fucking my young daughter on just yesterday, I began negotiations. First, I scraped at a dried spot of cum in front of me. Is this her cum, or your husbands? I asked. Again, it looked like she would faint. Then I made the move that would change everything, I stuck my finger in my mouth, closed my eyes, and smacked my lips. Mmm, definitely hers… The womans jaw dropped and I smiled a wicked grin. Okay, heres the deal. You. Seeing that I was not positioned accurately for this, Beth helped by reaching down and shoved my pants and underwear down my thighs. Before she could get them all the way off, my erection slapped her across her face shocking her. Laughing at her bobbled attempt, I shook my pants the rest of the way off. Not done with my explorations of my sister I reached down and unbuttoned her mini skirt. Her skirt did not budge so more effort was put into removal and the bothersome skirt was dispatched to. When he entered the club he was dressed in his usual preppy style with a sweater hung over his shoulders and looked around the club. He saw a dance floor and men of all ages either dancing or socializing while standing or sitting at tables. He also saw some young faggy gay guys flaunting their slim bodies in skinny jeans, silk tops wearing lipstick and makeup. He thought that one of the faggy guys was a student from his French class who was a student in theatre arts program. He was assured that.