I called Kelso, and Patroni, and even Maurice and Mark. I explained it was urgent, and I needed them right away. They each arrived in about 30 minutes... and we all head for the basement. Asking about the jeep, and what was up, I told them to just sit, Id explain later. Dustin hollers from the top of the stairs that he was hungry. I didn't have time for that shit, so I told him to just call up and order 4 pizzas. “So—you guys are here cause I consider you my inner circle. My closest friends. In. As I finished the last of the pancakes, I felt anotherpresence in the room. I turned around to see Dusty leaning,sleepily, against the entry to the kitchenette. He looked abit silly yet quite adorable with his disheveled hair,slept in boxers, and backwards shirt."Good morning, sleepyhead." I more purred than said."Hungry?" Yeah." he rasped. "It smelled so good, it woke me up."I grabbed the plate of pancakes and took over to the tablewhere the bacon and the rest of the settings were. Webrushed. She leaned against the wall, held herself there with one hand. The other ran through his hair, held herself against him. He resumed lapping, gradually increasing contact with her little nubbin. Within minutes she humped against his mouth, smearing pussy-cream all over his jaw. He licked upward, pushing the hood back and making contact with the clitoris itself. An electric shock ran through her on the first stroke. After that, she sank down. Reading this, he fell back, pulling her down to kneel. What does it matter? I’m barely wearing anything.”“Go ahead,” one of the guys behind him said as he elbowed someone else. I could see that there was some kind of rivalry between them. “I’ll do it if you do.”“You wouldn’t,” he replied.“We’re all adults here,” I said.“What do you guys do?”“We’re fire fighters,” the lead guy said.“Brave enough to run into a burning building but a pool is too much for you.”Had I gone too far? I started to think I had as I saw them start to posture defensively by.