"After that, maybe we can have some wine. We have a few bottles of Chardonnay chilling in the refrigerator."Jo's parents and Dick all shot a glance at... Jo when he said this. Jo nodded and then turned to Ken. "Actually, Ken," she said, "would it be too much of an imposition to ask that we refrain from alcohol tonight?" Uh ... well ... sure," Ken said. "Of course." He figured that someone in the group must be a recovering alcoholic—perhaps Dick?Jo seemed to read his mind. "There will be time for. Then, as the Italian cunt meshed together nicely with the Irish pussy, the tongues of both nationalities came together outside their mouths.At one time, - as with Lizzie, Shelly and Mrs. Clarke, - Vic got turned off by women kissing on the mouth. Not to fear. That was no longer the case. Seeing Josie and Jackie tongue kissing while humping their pussies was more than enough excitement to make any man shoot his load. That happened just as the cunts of both women exploded in orgasm.There was. Did she know? Could she tell? No. She couldn't possibly..could she?"Oh hey Kels! No, just getting my bed ready, I hate fitted sheets" I said, hoping I was convincing enough. "Ugh. Yeah I hear ya. Anyway, I wanted to ask you something. Does your room ever get really cold at night?"I sighed internally, relieved. "No, not really, though I do have a temp control in here." I gestured to the wall, right next to where she was leaning. "What?!" she exclaimed. "That's horseshit, my room is always cold. “The game wasn’t that bad, you won.” “Bloodbath Jennings. How did it go?” Keeping her voice low, she laughed before speaking. “It’s a wonder they survived you. Are you almost ready?” In the background she could hear a bunch of lockers slamming shut and guys shouting back and forth to each other. “Yeah, you can start walking down to the private lots. My parents have the passes to get in, but call me if you have any trouble.” “Yes, sir. We’ll see you in a few minutes.” ** Marcus stood by a.