That's when my doorbell starts to ring.'F**k off !!!' I respond curtly and wonder who could be bothering me at this time of night,they're wasting thei... time whoever it is I thought and started to towel my wet hair.The bell rang again.'Go to hell !!!' I shouted at them and continued to ignore them but equally determined the bell rang again,then again but longer this time.'Oh for f**k sake !!!' I shouted genuinely annoyed now because it was clear they weren't going to give up so I wrapped the. Gerry Fitz — my history teacher (now I knew why he had been missing from school several times). Tony Gerald — my girlfriend's father. A UPS messenger whose car I saw outside — a black guy who made Mom scream obscenities more than any other guy. Another kick in my stomach was Rick Margolis — my 18 years old class mate and friend. There were, of course, quite a few others I didn't recognize.I stopped checking and looking. I was so disgusted with Mom that I just couldn't face her at all. Well, she. Did he see me? Fuck. I mean we ALL did it. We even joked about it. That’s how we started leaving the door open. If you weren’t going to the the bathroom, just showering or shaving, you left it open so people wouldn’t bust your balls with the classic line, "What are you doing? Jerkin off?" And what the fuck, he probably knows I WAS. Just then I looked down and saw that my cock was super hard now. Huh, I guess a little jitter was exciting. Oh well, a nice hardon is never a thing to waste, so I. He could not believe that even as he ate out his wife’s asshole and pussy there was a stranger on the way over and that his number one fantasy was about to become a reality. Maria’s horny sighs were like music to his ears, he was determined to give this unselfish, broadminded woman as much pleasure as he possibly could. And even thought muff diving formed the mainstay of their raunchier lovemaking he never tired of it. As he had a pussy of his own he knew exactly where to licks, where to touch.