I knew the feeling and kept my eyes locked on the rhythm of his butt. The thought entered my mind that I wanted him to fill her up so I could lick and...suck them both clean. The taste of cleaning Peter's cum out of my wife tasted no different than my own. I gave no thought as I cleaned him, as I was being mindful of the sensitivity of his head after just cumming. I was surprised that such thoughts came to my mind, but what surprised me, even more, was how aroused the thought made me. Looking. One year has passed. Our parents gave us our share and got a renunciation. After some months, my greedy mind advised me to grab my sister’s share. But, I don’t know if she will give her share to me if I ask or request her or should I grab the property in any other way.That night, I was unable to sleep, I took the will of my parents and started to read it for the first time. There was a twist in the will, only after getting married, we will gain full control over the property. But we have only. Harrison's boys were bad news. Regardless, whichever one it was that Olivia dated in seventh grade was the one that had given her the name, "Over Easy."However, I knew that like most of the gossip around Ridgemont, Olivia's reputation was overblown. Sure, she still rode a motorcycle and dressed in black leather, but she'd quit smoking six months ago after her grandmother passed away due to lung cancer. Most of the school didn't know that, but then most of the school also didn't know that Olivia. The nondescript building aside, once inside it was merely another bar. At least at first glance. There were pool tables, all the alcohols, patrons sitting at the bar, some dancing on the floor. But there was one very conspicuous difference. The men were kissing men, and the women kissing women. Oh. This is a gay bar. Cool. And this was not Kat’s first time here. Even if she hadn’t told me, I would have known by how many people she said “hi” to and all the friends she seemed to already.