Then, he shuddered. "No, I just don't want to," hesaid."Suit yourself, Sky," Nathan said, and then to us; "We'll be back whenyou see us."With that, th...e rest of us got out of the Suburban and went to the frontdoor. Linda answered our knock and immediately looked around for Timothy."No Skyla?" Her voice registered a hint of disappointment."He was afraid," Hannah stated."Afraid? Of whom?" Linda asked. She asked that in a tone that indicatedwe thought it might be of her, the meekest and gentlest. Michelle was sitting next to me with her legs spread wide and just the tiniest little bikini I’ve ever seen. Carly seemed half passed out, slumped down in her chair with her head back and her tits literally hanging out, oh they were beautiful. And Caity was slumped down a bit as well, just sort of in a daze. Julie was cracking up and noticing my hand between Sara’s thighs. I seriously thought at this point I could possibly even fuck them all tonight. Unless they passed out from all the booze of. It was sticking straight up along my front still covered by my underwear. Yeah, I'm a Scot, but I'm not a traditionalist. I wear boxer briefs. She reached out, pressing the palm of her right hand hard against the head of my cock and pushed it slowly down, sliding over the material and along the shaft, until her hand cupped my balls. She squeezed them softly a couple of times and I was so excited I thought that it was over right then. I was going to cum in my underwear. That hadn't happened. ‘Oh very good…seems you learned your lesson the first day after all…no underwear…but very very moist…and warm.’ A small moan escaped my lips. His touch was blazing a trail of fire along my thighs. I wanted to feel his hands all over my body, touching, caressing, pinching, slapping. Jean Claude withdrew his hands and lifted me up. ‘Now,’ he said as he walked away from me, ‘Heel, Annie.’ I watched himmove three steps, then followed behind, slowly. As he walked around the room, Jean Claude.