Dave paused, thinking. Hecaught his wife's eye. "Could you excuse us for a minute dear? Man talk."When she was gone Dave pulled Paul aside and said, "...Listen chum, I can seeby the bulge in your pants that you're just dying to get at that cutelittle piece of teenage ass over there on the floor. Lord knows she's allwarmed up for it." Behind them Melissa moaned as if in confirmation. "Andbelieve me I don't mind. We'll be gone for hours. Fuck her all you want."It was tempting. Damn tempting. The. Carly was coming down the stairs when Melanie finished locking the front door back."What was that all about?" She asked.Melanie smiled. "You know Sam. She and Freddie were having some discussion and she wanted my opinion on it." Oh." Carly said, not really believing that. "Is there something you want to talk to me about?" What do you mean?" Melanie asked, as she started to freak out on the inside."I mean do you want to talk to me about what Sam said?" Oh, no. It's all good. I understand Sam and. Up onto her knees she went and down on my cock she goes.“Oooh fuck yea, I've missed that hot little mouth of yours. Has he gotten any of it?”“Yth” she replies with a mouthful. I grab her head and shove, hard, pushing my dick all the way down her throat making her scream and gag, an interesting combination. I yank her off my dick and flip her over, still gasping for air as I rip her jeans down and slap her ass as hard as I can. SLAP!!!She screams and I give her another on the other. She removed her glasses and stared back at me."Linda?" I recognised the eyes. "Is that you? You look so... different." It sounded lame, but I was thrown by the transformation. I had an instant picture of the thin and underdeveloped body that had been Linda, the last time I saw her. Clothes hung on the picture like old brown trousers on a scarecrow, but now; Armani and Versace were possibly her 'Aide de Couture'. She had filled out in the right places. Not in anyway large, but in a cultured and.