A few times I catch her looking. Her order is finally up, Cindy (her waitress) brings over the food and like a k** at Christmas I eagerly await her fi...rst bite. After eating some fries she takes her first bite and she seems pleased. She then looks up to catch me looking and smiles and gives me a thumbs up. I crack an awkward smile and keep working. I see her talking with Cindy and laughing and I don’t think twice about it and then before I know it she is gone. I felt a little wave of. I’m pretty sure that’s called stalking. The occupants of the house are little girls that have had perverts post pictures of them online before. I think that’s called child exploitation. At least that’s how I look at it.”“I’m not looking for little girls!” the man hissed. “That house belongs to Travis Blakely.”“Blakely?” Matt asked. “That asshole? He left the neighborhood, two or three years ago. And he never lived there. The same woman has owned that house since it was built. Blakely lived two. As I was cleaning up my phone rang it was one of the guys I was just talking with, He was saying something about beer but again couldn't understand mostof it so I hung up. Soon there was a knock on my door and it was him with beer in his hands, and he wanted to come in. I'm not really sure why but i let him in. I had some music on and started to drink the beer he brought when he started rubbing his cock through his jeans. As I watch him he was saying " blowjob, you suck?". As I watch him rub. Beth rolled off of me and Marge was right there. "My turn now" She said as she pulled me on top of her. My gooey cock slid easily into her. I just went straight to hard pounding this bitch. I felt something between us and looked down to see Beth's small hand reaching for Marge's clit. Beth played with Marge as I fucked away. A minute later Marge climaxed so hard I thought she would pass out. I held back for as long as I could and then flooded her old womb with gallons of my sticky cum. I.