Seeing Angie cum inspired Tricia to ride my cock faster and harder as she strummed her clit. The sensation of Tricia's pussy squeezing and massaging... my shaft made my balls swell with cum as the familiar pulsing ache started to rise within my cock again.I could sense that Tricia was edging close to orgasm, as was I, when I felt Angie move between our legs and Tricia moaned out, "Oh, fuck yeah, you dirty little slut! ...Come on, lick us! ...Make us cum!" Angie cupped my balls and pressed her. I had a few shirts and skirts on the bed,She went back to her room and soon came back with a handful of possible outfits. We laughed, and went to Peter's room to ask him what he thought we should wear.I dumped my outfits on the bed, Adrienne following me. "Okay Peter, we've narrowed it down, now you pick." Are you kidding?" he asked from the bathroom. Was he still doing his hair?He wasn't, thank god. He came out, still with a towel around his waist. "No, come on, pick. We still need time to get. After a few minutes of laughing and joking Scott asked if the girls fancied going back to his house as his parents were away and he had the place to himself and that there was plenty of alcohol should they fancy a couple of drinks. After a bit of deliberating the girls agreed and the four of them headed off.When they got to Scott's he went off to the kitchen and came back with beer and wine so the four of them poured themselves some drinks and they all sat there talking and laughing and being. Hi Mr. Austin, how are you? Come in Dad is not here, in fact they are both gone!’ The old guy, old as in 45 maybe 47, no more, gave me that look that all men do, he liked what he saw, I remember him looking at me when we had the pool parties in some ones house. ‘Marca dear you look as pretty as always, I was just returning this wrench set I borrowed from your father. Hey you still at the mall on weekend, modeling?’ ‘Not this month, will do some over the holidays, they want me to do.