Bryan walked across the main living area of the master suite, still wrapped in his towel. He looked at the television, trying to decide if he wanted t... turn it on momentarily. Mentally he was beaten to a pulp, his mind having absorbed a day's worth of strange experiences and broadcast government propaganda. Likely that was all that the television contained, and likely that was all that the computer contained, plus a bit of anti-establishment counterpoint.He settled instead for lighting a fire. I hate you, Laura... for making me... feel this way." Mmmm... you don't hate me," Laura murmured, her lips moving higher, higher. "You wish I would do this to you every night."Shontay giggled softly in spite of herself. "Oh god... it really feels good," she panted, a trace of a smile now curving the sides of her sensual mouth as she looked down at Laura."I'm going to make it feel even better." No... I don't want you to."Shontay made of a show of trying to close her legs, to push Laura out, but. She was building on her climax. Myra came over and started playing with her mom's clit while Abby played with her Dad's balls. Two other girls were kissing and sucking her breasts. By now they were humping, pumping, and bouncing on the floor.Daisy's climax hit her like a freight train in a hurricane and screamed as she had wave after wave of a climax. Gregg was shooting giant loads of cum in her. They both were still humping and climaxing again. Finally they ran out of gas and laid there quiet. " Still...that was my bad. Look, if you don't mind, I just need to put on some clothes. Mind stepping outside? I'll be right down." Sure."I walk to my closet to go through my shirts and I hear the door close behind me. How embarrassing was that! I hope she doesn't think I'm one of those Asian perverts like Mickey Rooney from Breakfast at Tiffany's. Not to mention the fact that I started to get a hard on from that incident. That scare must've jumpkicked some blood flow down there. Or.