"Come on Billy, you'll like it," Jenny said to me, "Don't be boring." I don't look the part," I complained. I was tall, slim, no tattoos, no piercings... and fairly short and neat black hair. I looked rather sensible compared to my pink-haired tattooed sister as she stood there in her fishnet stockings, hotpants and cropped top, mohawk spikes coming close to reaching to the ceiling."Doesn't matter," Jenny said, "Just go as you are, in those jeans and black T-shirt. Most guys there dress up a bit,. As my little preteen daughter lay there, still in her smart-but-sexy school uniform with it's folded up skirt and her long white socks... Her hair still in braids that flailed at her sides... Her ass bare and exposed, and the slit between her legs seemingly sealed airtight... She looked every bit both innocent and completely fucking trashy at the same time. My dick had subsided considerably since Emma had called, but I could feel it rapidly swelling again, and along with it the blood and logic. He grabbed Viper roughly by the hair and rubbed it across her lips, smearing pre-cum onto her face. She didn’t fight, nor make any forward movement. Viper simply sat there and took it into her mouth when he pushed forward. It was making Winter difficult to get off, but soon enough he felt his dick throb, and swiftly pulled it from her mouth. “Open your eyes.” He demanded, and she obeyed. It was a start. He came, spurting his seed into her eyes, causing her to cry out loudly. Winter grabbed her. Then he pulled out his wallet and tossed a ten dollar bill on the table as he reached for Monica’s hand to help her up and out to his car. ‘Your such a romantic gentleman, Shane,’ Monica muttered as she was led out the door to the Fairlane convertible. The sarcasm was lost on the boy as he belched and opened the door for Monica. The other two leaped over the trunk and dived into the backseat. Shane spun the tires as they pulled out into the street. His hand slipped to Monica’s thigh and gave it.