I figured another few minutes wasn't going to hurt things, especially with my shotgun pointing at his chest."Please mister, please turn your weapon aw...y. It may accidentally go off. You can tie me up if you like, but please point the gun away."I guessed if he was willing to be hog tied, he meant no harm so I sat the shotgun in the corner and told him to go ahead and tell me what the hell his story was."See first of all, I know you are going to have trouble believing what I am going to tell you,. ?I said get over here now.?He stood up slowly, his cock standing straight out as he did, and walked slowly over to where I sat, stopping and standing still a few feet from me.?There, that wasn’t so I hard,? I said as I reached out and grabbed his balls, making him flinch slightly. Tugging lightly on his sack, I forced him to come even closer, until he straddled my legs. I placed my hands on his hips and ran them slowly, gently over his body, feeling his soft, smooth flesh beneath my fingers,. That or she has some other girlfriends I didn’t know about.” She thought.Her hand reached up to knock on the door, but instead went to the knob, and tested it. The door opened. And Michelle stepped inside. The interior of the house was spacious and dark, lit only by a few mood track lights and at least one candle that she could smell. She remembered that candle. It sat on the kitchen counter, right near where Chelle had last been fingered and eaten out by Becky while she talked on the phone. While I nursed my beer two guys hit on her, one right after the other. She brushed them of effortlessly. “It must be annoying to have guys trying to pick you up all night,” I said. “Depends on the guy.” She didn’t even look at me as she said it. She sounded bored. “How about me?” She turned to look for the first time. “We’ll have to find out.” Her voice gave nothing away, but I noticed her nipples beginning to harden. “Can I buy you a drink?” “Sure. Why not?” Said as if she took pity on me,.