We were touching each other’s private parts. I pressed her huge and quite squeezy boobs. She moaned and rubbed her hand on my cock. And the best par...t: we were still kissing! French kiss!She broke the kissing and panted and said, “Jeesh, I can’t control. Please fuck me.”I grabbed her boobs with both my hands and pulled her.“Ah,” said she.I tore her dress. She was wearing a black bra and a black panty. She opened my pant and shirt. I did the same with her. The next thing: we were completely. Dale is old, probably forty. He has a gut. He’s not ugly but not attractive at all.“You girls in college?”No one responds. I look at Dale. How creepy is this guy? He couldn’t know if we were sixteen or nineteen. Bored as I am, I decide to have some fun.“High school.” Then, “What are you drinking?”Rachel and Dusty gape. What am I saying? Why am I talking to this creep? I’m bored and this may get interesting. Dale doesn’t even blink.“Jack and Coke,” he says with a smile.Dale slides. There were three chairs all a different size and Gregory always had chosen the largest one because the other two were not as comfortable.“Your visit is rather unexpected.”The eerie and thin whisper always gave Gregory goose bumps which eventually disappeared, but this time he felt really uncomfortable.“It is,” he said with a slight tremor in his voice, “Some unexpected events have brought me here today.”“Speak,” the Enzuin responded, its voice almost directly piercing into his head, “We will. “I’m really sorry about that….”“Wait, don’t go,” I said after him. He stopped moving, then turned back, still averting his eyes. “Look at us, Pete.”His face gave a confused look, but he did what I said, clearly uncomfortable with the situation. As he turned back, I noticed the bulge in his shorts for the first time. “Why don’t you join us?”“Seriously??” he asked, now sounding a little more excited.I stood up, dripping wet, and walked toward him. When I reached him I grabbed him by the.