It was another of my father’s sayings that eventually held sway. “It’s always better to ask for forgiveness rather than permission.” I pulled ...my shirt back on and headed into the house.The darkness inside the house was so unlike the sun outside that initially I was blinded. My vision returned after a few seconds and I started to snoop around. All was dark and quiet.“Der?” I called. “You in here?” There was no answer. My vision returned more fully then and I realized that the owner of this house. “So, you want to know what it is like to suck and fuck six big, black cocks?” Cheryl asked sitting on the side of the bed, legs spread, her pussy wide open for them to gaze at.“Yep, we want to know more, I want to see Bev sucking and fucking cocks like you,” hubby commented as he stood next to his wife, hand over her shoulder and fondling her right breast.“Well, as you can see by all of the cum stains on the sheets, I was well used, and had plenty of fun,” Cheryl smiled running her fingers. How was school?” came from my father. I was the first to answer, “It was school.” He looked at me, “And how was practice?” I shrugged my shoulders and realized my shoulders and arms were beginning to tighten up, “Tonight was a workout night.” He smiled at me, “So did what’s his face push you hard again?” “Hank?” I nodded my head, “Yeah, I think I’m going to go soak in a hot bath before I go to sleep.” My dad laughed and smacked me on the shoulder just to be an ass. He looked from me to. " It was three weeks ago, that I saw Kari in the hallway of the building in which we each had apartments. She was stark naked and standing at the door of her cross-hall neighbor, who lived there with his teenage con. She was obviously in distress, but told me and the fellow to whom I was talking that she was fine."When the neighbor, Ian, opened the door to let her in, I figured that she and Ian were lovers. But something didn't seem quite right, as she was startled, and I saw that Ian's young.