Feebie leaned against the hot wooden wall, naked legs and body sprawled along the cedar slat bench. An equally naked Wynn lay back on her body, his sw...eaty head pillowed by her generous breasts. Her hand idly diddled his flaccid organ which was not responding well in the heat. They chatting about nothing really, just making conversation. ‘So, who did you like the best?’ she asked. ‘Everyone was superb. You were magnificent and thrilled me completely when you invoked the temporary tradeoff with. I could tell by that certain sensation that I was already oozing precum and I hoped I'd get some interesting possibilities from some sharp-eyed hottie zero-ing in on the spreading wet stain in my tent-poled sweats. I was shameless. Not exactly the guy you wanna' take home to meet mom. Hey, I'm twenty years old, okay, and not interested in buying china together. I just wanna' obey my genetic imperative man... a healthy male specimen at twenty is a****l-driven by mother nature to spread. Your pants and underwear soon followed.I reached over and gave you the benefit of my mouth. It wasn't long before you were as ready as I was. Together, we rode the waves of passion until we crested. While you filled me with your pleasure, I felt the tides of our excitement wash me away.Outside, the taxi honked and you realized you were late. You quickly grabbed fresh clothes from the closet rather than searching for the ones you had scattered around the room. You raced out the door, carrying. Brenda stepped into the kitchen, her face devoid of all emotion. "We need to call the cleanup crew," she calmly said to her husband as she shoved the Taurus under the belt of her jeans."But what about..." Angel started."He's dead," Fred said without even bothering to look. "We need to get your stuff into the car."Angel took a step toward the living room, but Fred's hand shot out to grab her arm. "Nothing for you to see in there," the big man said. "You don't need to have that scene embedded in.