On the TV was an adult channel, she obviously was worked up. I walked into towards the bedroom I could hear her moaning and the sound of the shower ru...nning. In the bedroom I found another drink sitting next to the bed and one of her dildos were laying in a puddle on the bed. She had left a mess for me to find. I walked into our bathroom towards the shower taking off my shirt. I opened the shower to find her leaned back against the wall, her eyes closed and head thrown back in ecstasy. She was. Indeed, Mark resented Claire. The slim young man never liked her, and helet everyone know. His parents and friends would listen to his rantsabout the new actions of Claire that boiled his blood. He would list offin his head all the little things about her friends that irritated him.Claire's very existence seemed to be an act of blasphemy to the boy.Perhaps if he had kept it to himself, the following events would nevertranspire."Mark, dear, you've spent an awfully long time in there. Do you. Now Roger could see just how wet Hazel was and within seconds, his head was between her thighs and he was lapping at her pussy. Hazel hadn't been idle during this time and she had unfastened Rogers slacks and was trying to get his cock out. Due to his position she was having a little trouble so Roger followed my lead and stripped down to his underpants. Then it was back to business. His head went straight back between Hazel's thighs and I saw the old familiar expression on Hazel's face and. See you at school tomorrow.”With that Kaley was out through the light blocking door. We heard someone squealing out of the driveway a few seconds later.Lane hissed out, “Bitch! I hate her sometimes. She always pulls shit like this on me to get me grounded. Why can’t she be cool like she was when I first met her?”Yeah, that so is not for me to answer.“If I promise to not shoot you with an Uzi, can I wash Wang,” she asked me with a big grin. “My hair isn’t purple or cut short, but my boobs are.