See ya." Richie saluted her and turned towards the door."Wait a minute. Did you just get home?"Richie stomped to a halt again and sighed. "No, I've be...en hidin' in the basement all day." Don't be a fucking wiseass, Richie, I'm not in the mood for it." Why? The job workin' ya too hard? That why you're home now?" Never mind why I'm home," Sandra snapped. "I told you, my work is none of your fucking business."Richie said nothing in reply. There was no point. Her mother knew better than to make. She was panting and shuddering.I stepped to the table and squeezed as much cum as I could from my dick and dripped it on the table. Tricia slid off her chair to her knees. She grabbed me at the base of my cock and pulled it to her mouth. She went to work sucking me clean. I’ll be honest. I have had fantasies about Tricia ever since they had become roommates. Having her mouth on my cock was, literally, a fantasy come true. Tricia stayed on it. Kelly was smiling at me. My cock had bottomed out. Jetzt konnte nicht mehr viel schief gehen.Ich befahl dreien der M?nner sich hinten in einen Lieferwagen zu setzen, der Vierte musste fahren. Stefan und ich nahmen auf dem Beifahrersitz platz. Wir hatten wieder die Pumps an, da unsere anderen Schuhe nicht zu finden waren. Stefan hatte sichtlich Schwierigkeiten auf dem unebenen Boden im Freien.Die Fahrt so nah wie m?glich an das Tor dauerte nicht lange. Dann ging es wortlos durch den Wald. Mit den Pumps konnten wir auf dem weichen Boden schlecht. I had already declined their offer of putting on sunscreen because I had already taken care of that real good before going out to the pool. Just to keep things interesting, I told Roger that my swimsuit was sticking right into my butt like there was a pin in the back end of my thong. He took the hint and started his butt investigation immediately.His greedy little fingers were under my thong fabric and I could feel his knuckles actually pressing into my tiny pucker hole in his efforts to locate.