From there they would get in their own cars and go home. But that wasn't going to happen. Severe winter weather had snarled pretty much everything fro...m Winston-Salem up to Maine and from Knoxville to the Atlantic Ocean. Landing at Dulles was not only dangerous, but, from what the radio had said, next to impossible.So instead of going home after almost a full month on the road, or was that in the air, the two companions were in a cab leaving the Dallas-Fort Worth Airport and heading for a small. Oh! I’m up. As I walk across the stage, I can’t even try to look at all of those faces. I actually think I’ll cry if I do. Holy shit. There must have been something in the pot I smoked this morning.. this isn’t me talking! Well whatever. Speaking of pot, I’m hungry as fuck. Is this almost over? I wanna get to my graduation party and grub the hell out. Kristina’s going to be there… Score! ::Blake’s POV:: Caylie invited me to her sister, Sidney’s graduation party for food and drinks. Maybe I’ll. I’d almost fallen asleep in the closet when she started giggling. “Where’s this husband of yours?” he whispered.“Don’t worry about him, he could be in the fucking closet and he wouldn’t bother us!” she laughed.Heather pulled her clothes off and yanked the man’s pants down. She shoved him back onto our bed and jumped on top of him. She lowered herself onto his thick cock and started riding him. Up and down she rode while he held her large tits. He twisted her nipples and pulled her breasts as he. Jimmy writhes about, rolling on his back on the floor and crying to himself from the pain. He reminds Chuck of a giant tot getting a diaper change with his legs waving about in the air and the whining and crying.Sister No-Man laughs out loud, “What a big red target! How can one resist punching it,” and she bends over and punches his scrotum repeatedly with her fist, shoving his legs away with her other gloved hand.Chuck is ashamedly hard as Hell at this point, though his penis resembles the tip.