"Tonight's easy. We've got Jessica's party," Ronnie replied. I looked at him."You want to go?" Sure. Why not?"Because Susie will be there. She's not e...ven talking to us." There'll be other girls there. Sheila was looking pretty hot," Ronnie said. I had to admit that he was right, and college could sure change a girl's attitude about putting out. It worked with Susie."Okay, but only for a while. We're working again on Saturday," I reminded him.Jessica's dad was loaded and she had a perfect house. As I hopped out, Sarah opened the door and made a bee-line for me. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts along with her hiking boots and a sizable backpack. I grabbed her in a big hug, and she kissed me openly. I did feel a little guilt in case Debbie saw us even though I knew I shouldn't, but it didn't stop us.As our lips parted, I asked, "Should I go inside and talk to your parents?"Leading me toward the truck with our hands clasped, Sarah answered, "You can come in when you bring me home if. The Puerto Rican was moaning and licking all around my pucker.The tall guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and I realized that I was covered in my own saliva from being face fucked so well. I didn't care. He had me get up on my knees with my ass off the edge of the bed. The Puerto Rican changed places and I started to suck his cock as he pushed it towards my face.I felt the tall guy's breath on my fuck-hole and then shove his tongue in. Hot fucking tongue. Both these boys had had their tongues. But what about shoes? He led them up three steps to the raised balcony of the shoe section."We didn't see the shoe department," said Sandy."Yes, it's kind of lost by being above eye level. A design flaw on my part." Michael was as suave in his dress as in his manner: a pencil mustache, carnation in his lapel, hair tenderly coifed, and a silk handkerchief in his coat pocket to match the silk of his shirt. His hair was flecked with gray and he had an accent that suggested French.After seating.