First she looked around the door just enough to see what I was doing. This time though, she took a little more time trying to get a better look, but ...he finally slipped slowly inside my door. She stood just off to the side enough to think she was in the dark, but I could tell by her reflection in the TV that she was clearly in the room. That spot put her no more than 10 feet or less over my left shoulder. I can really shoot some long cum shots at times and this was one of those times when. I’ll make it up to you next time, and stay longer.”She brightened, “OK!”We got up and she walked me to the door.“Happy eighteenth birthday,” I said.“Thanks!” she beamed.She hugged me and I hugged her back, trying to be careful, but again feeling her nipples harden as they brushed my chest. She kissed me again, this time about half her mouth touched mine, and I was sure she was testing the waters. I thought about saying something, but decided it was best just to let it go. We didn’t have time to. Soon his cock was out and being slapped against my face. He made me smell his balls and then suck his cock. I couldn't take it all because the curve was up and I couldn't get it in his throat, but he actually seemed more interested having me take in his scent than getting head. He told me head was okay, but he prefers to fuck.Soon he sat on the corner of the bed and raised his legs and said, "Smell my asshole white boy!" That was hot and I dove in. I made sure it was clean and wiped my tongue. "Not in public!"Sharon, quite unabashed roared with laughter. Neil appeared at her side."Ever ready," he said."Lou wants to tell us something." We're engaged."Sharon and Neil's faces broke into huge smiles but, instead of embracing Peter and Louise, they hugged each other."Told yer, di'n' I?" crowed Sharon, her relapse into dialect indicating the depth of her emotions. She released Neil and hauled Louise into her arms."Oh, my pet. I'm so glad. I really, really am. I knew it would happen but.