...........stairs and more stairs, opening the heavy door...............boom....this was the kitchen, Massive, windows boarded up all through the high...-ceiling downstairs area, living room, another room, another room, ANOTHER high ceiling room, all dusty dark and empty.Katie: " The stairs are here," Opening another heavy oak door in the kitchen and up we go in the dark again, another door. An opening to a large open lighted upstairs:Katie had been at work. The boards were off most of the. Of course this was to be expected as it seemed Dawn needed to be very specific with her instructions.Dawn had no problem with that, "Come on Buffy, suck harder. Suck my cock harder. Mmmmmm, yeah, that's it! Suck it! Suck it like you sucked those guys' cock you little slut! Mmmmmm, yes that's right, show some enthusiasm. Suck that cock like you're in love with it."Shortly after that last command Dawn giggled softly as Buffy's eyes fluttered and she began sucking the strap on for all she was. One guy slapped my ass. I didn't care-Wren was wrapping his hands around my boobs, his erection pressing up into my wet cunt; my hands all over his muddy blonde hair, groping it, pressing him closer. Suddenly I broke apart. We both breathed hard, gasping for air; in our world it was only us. The sluts and the beer and the bar all disappeared-it was only us. But as awesome as it felt to get horny, I knew I couldn't. Kissing was one thing-but it led to only another. "Wren," I murmured. "I. She picked the classes I would take and she refused to sign the waivers I needed to be able to play sports. She did tell me that she would buy me whatever instrument I wanted if I joined the marching band. She made me join the Music Club, the Spanish Club and the Chess Club. She absolutely refused to let me get a part time job after school so I could save up money to buy a car."If you have a car you will just want to go out and run around in it instead of staying home and studying. Plenty of.