Timmy was fast forwarding, like he was looking for something. He pressed play. At first all Bill could hear was cheap music, then silence. Movement he... couldn't quite decipher, and low voices. A man's voice, and a woman's. The man would ask a question, and the woman would answer, usually with a giggle. It was like an interview.Timmy hit the fast forward, running the tape for a minute or so, then played it at normal speed. Bill could hear the man's voice again. "Ohhhhh yeah, baby, suck that. A paper bag and some sand turned the lights into luminaries. I think Sheila must have liked the idea because little lights were everywhere.Sean met me at the garage, which meant Sheila was reluctant to bring the baby. That was cool. Protectiveness runs in the family. Sean gave me a big hug, then signaled for a security tech to help with the bags. I snorted as I recalled my attitude of two years before, when no one but me touched my bags. Live and learn.As expected, Sheila and Christine were in. Slowly she stated unbuttoning my shirt and then pant and then my underwear.My chest is full of hair and fortunately she told me she is crazy about men with hair in chest. I was turning out to be her dream men. After caressing my chest she went down. My dick was soaked in my semen. She looked at it and took the whole shaft inside her mouth. She pull foreskin of my penis and started licking the cum.Again i got aroused. She started giving me blow job. She licked tip of my shaft, my balls and. ” she said. “Did you say kissed, or kicked?”“Heh.” he was relieved. “You never kicked me, silly.”“Not yet.” she said, standing and turning, backing up a foot to a good kicking distance.He had just opened his mouth to say something, to be a smart-ass, when he saw the look on her face as she stared over his shoulder. His guts turned to ice. He knew instantly they had been caught with their pants down.Girl slowly raised her hands until they were even with her shoulders. Her face was whiter than.