Finally, Garrett was alone.He rolled off the bed. He opened the door to his personal closet, selected the box at the back of the top shelf, and retur...ed to the bed.*As soon as her car tires hit the pavement at the end of the driveway, Helen made her call.“Siri, call Maggie cell,” she spoke to her car.“Calling Maggie cell.”She listened to the rings: one, two,…“Hey, Helen. Is it time?”“Maggie! No, not quite. I just left the house, so give me five minutes. I’ll be right there and we can. I kicked him in the ass a few times. He was gonna have some hellacious bruises. Sherry finally popped up. Apparently he was just finishing when I interrupted them, and she got it all over her face. Her blouse was open and her bra was gone, if she had even worn one. I stopped kicking him and snapped a few more pictures before starting around the island. Her eyes were huge. ‘Run!’ I screamed in rage. She took off, leaving her blouse open and her bra on the floor. I heard that Mustang she was so. Sometimes we are all humping guys at the same time...usually in different rooms...but sometimes we get so excited there is an orgy in the living room. We share everything.Mum said the rest of the street and neighbourhood might not be ready for family inter-generational lesbianism yet...though we suspected there was plenty of brotherly and sisterly and family love out there...it was just hush, hush. We could play that game too. I’m a few months past eighteen and very randy and exploring. To which his body twitched in excitement. As I lapped up his balls again, he was now stroking his cock and so was I. He pointed his tool towards my lips again and I eagerly took it in my mouth, the whole time he still pumping himself. It was fucking hot. I loved having his cock in my mouth, teasing him, and his hand working himself over too. His balls tightened a bit, but he wasn't there yet. He wanted to cum so bad. His body language was screaming for another release. I licked his balls over.