I am pissed off, Rod, but I'm patient enough to hear your story. Tell a good one, and you can join us. Tell the wrong one, and you'll be first course...."We sat ourselves right down, eager to submit. If we had been dogs, we would have rolled on our backs. Rod answered, "I'm not going to lie, sir, but it was a crazy thing. I still don't know what happened, but this is what I saw and what I did..."Rodney told a decent version of the fateful morning. As he related the events, he turned his head to me. I felt a cold liquid being smeared across and into my ass.I knew what was coming next.Robert pulled me up slightly and began to press his member into myvirgin hole. He pushed harder and harder and, for a moment, I almostforgot about James and the fact that I was being face-fucked at thesame time. Finally, Robert's dick pressed its way into my ass. For abrief moment, it was almost relieving. All the while, James was pullingmy hair and forcing his dick further and further down my throat.. Yeah you can still smell that sweet teen pussy through the laundry fragrance. Damn right. I quickly popped my cock out and rubbed it against the cottony gusset while I looked back towards the door to see when she was cuming. When I caught a glimpse of her bright green shirt coming back towards the garage, I quickly put my cock away and put the panties back on the table but left them all unfolded and dishoveled from my fun.She smiled and handed me my change and I thanked her. I got back into. Since then she had laid, unmoving on top of a quilt. It was one of those quilts you get at a designer home supply store that people pay way too much for because they think it looks genuinely homemade. Zoe was immediately reminded of Victoria with how fake and corny it looked. Like her it tried way too hard to be something it wasn’t in an attempt to impress everyone. Zoe did have something to be thankful about. In those previous four hours she was not bothered a single time. Not one time did.