I thought of anyone else I could call to visit for a few hours, but Larry would be in church, and most of the rest of my friends were away at school.I... went to my room and pulled out my books to work on my homework. I sat down at the desk in my room and started with some statistics problems, then read my American History and International Relations texts. I was just putting the books away when I heard the door to the house shut.“Steve?” Trudy called out.“In my room,” I called back and walked out. A bump in the track forced her to grab one of the handrails herself, but in doing so she had to move her feet back, and now she was rubbing against my cock even more, though the train had stabilised.Almost subconsciously, my arm moved from its place at my side, though I couldn't say what I originally planned - I could hardly have pushed her away. As my hand brushed against her hip there was a momentary flash of panic as I suddenly feared the response of my long-time friend, but as my fingers. She grabbed Anthony’s shorts and pulled them down to the wooden floor. “You got a pretty big cock, Anthony!” Erin said to him as she began to stroke on his cock with her hand. It had been only a few minutes later when Anthony was on the brink of cumming. He shouted out, “Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!” Erin gave his cock a few more hard strokes when it suddenly began to go off. He shot his cum halfway across the tree house as Erin milked his cock with her hand for a good thirty seconds. When. I was shocked to see that on one of the major cable stations, there was a promo for my silly reality TV show.The voice over was by some gravely voiced dude. I had no idea who he was, or if he was supposed to be someone I should know. "Maxine Stone is a real Private Eye, not some TV show bullshit," he said. "If you want to know what her life is like, take a look at the old web TV shows. They were made of her real life last year. If you already know, then hang on to your hat, because Max is back.