He was very good. We fucked for almost an hour.“Does that make you jealous?”“Yes it does,” he grunts as I watch him fucking Jodi, with my cock... in her mouth, in an absolute frenzy, with long very fast strokes with the full length of his cock as he supports himself on his hands with arms extended.“Show me how jealous, fuck me harder, though he really was very good, we fucked non-stop for almost an hour.Marco is slamming into her now with long, very hard fast strokes and the grimace on his face. Now my room is in the attic which has been fixed up, so there is plenty of room up there.Once we find our way up there I begin searching through my dresser for something. I find a pair of my basketball shorts and she had no problem with those. Then she asked if I had a tank top that she could wear under a shirt, so I handed her them and she began to move to the middle of the room, just on the other side of the small couch I have up there to watch TV on. I see her place them on the edge of the. She couldn’t go home. That Ron’d still be there. She shuddered and took another pull at her tea.She had to tell Peter and Caroline the whole story. Her happy mood dissolved and she sat growing more and more dispondent.Fortunately it was not for long. Peter drifted in in his dressing gown also after a mug of tea.“Hallo, Penny!” he said in surprise and then smiled warmly. “You’re obviously an early bird. Sleep well?”“Yes thanks.”Peter noticed the flatness of her reply but decided to say nothing. They all wanted that eyelash batting innocence and she definitely didn't have that. But she did have the look. I found it rather compelling from afar myself. Up close and personal she seemed more like a time traveling cheerleader from a mythical Midwestern college."Ever do the cheerleader thing, Elly May?" I asked her."Never. I hate sports." Well, there goes that fantasy.The tranny chasers were stationed around the room like CIA moles. They came in two flavors: the regulars, who attended the.