With all her father's old tools in a single bag she thanked her father and got the hell out of there and back over to her friend Stacey's house, "Did ...you get it?, Did you get it?" Stacey jumped around excited, "Yes I got it" Jessica replied over turning the bag dumping all her fathers old tools on the bed, they were rusty and not well cared for over the years of not being used, Stacey picked up the tagging gun and fondled it lovingly, "Ok meat strip" she said waving the tagging gun around,. "Go, Paula, set her free if you believe she wants to."Paula hesitated as she watched the girl and the dog. Then she rose from her chair and walked to the cage. Its bars felt cold against her sweaty palms. The door opened at once; it wasn't locked."It's never been locked, you know," Angique said from behind her. "There was no need." The metal door slightly creaked as Paula opened it. But when she set one foot inside, a deep growl sent a wave of fear to her throat. She stiffened, watching the. " I wasn't too thrilled with this, but hey, I was home."Pete doesn't have to sleep on the couch. I will. It is only right. This is his home."A thought struck me and I said, "I still have the blow-up mattress in the garage. I'll bring that in. I'm not getting into Ginger's bed." But then I thought, "I would like to." My eyes found Ginger's. Nothing at first and then she blushed. Hell, we didn't have to speak out loud. It was as if we were reading from the same book. I smiled.Roberta put Amy to. I just allowed my cock to ride out from under my towel, and played with it a little as it stood to attention. They fucked like that for about twenty minutes, and then stopped and went off for another drink.A little later they went into a small room with a TV that was showing a porn flick. I joined them and chatted a bit with them. They were friendly and fun, and they could see that I was pretty hard under my towel. And then they started to fondle each other again and she was soon on her knees.