Katie spoke now. "I told her you'd like it." I decided to question them now. "Why did you decide to use your... feet like that?" I asked, shifting in my chair. Katie shrugged. "Jax and I were watching a movie and a girl in it did that. We then argued whether a teen guy would enjoy it or not, indian and I obviously won," she smirked again, getting a look of annoyance from Jax. Her eyes returned to mine. “You’re not mad, are you?” I refrained from giving my true opinion. “No… no, I’m not. Just please, don’t do it ever again. We talked about this.” Katie's eyes lit up. “Okay…" she said, looking down at her plate. She got a look of subtle jealousy from Jax, who got up and walked away. Without saying anything more, I stood up and walked out myself. I had to get to my room before saying anything else stupid. My split mind started battling again. One side fought for the side of common sense and told me I had to end this with them now . The Hardcore other side was urging me to jerk off while thinking about what happened. Or better yet, beg Katie to finish the job she started. I walked into my room and shut the door behind me. I looked at the clock, to see it was almost 9:00. Deciding to just go to bed early, I took my pants off and hopped into bed. Throwing the covers over myself, I was glad that I was actually getting a good night’s sleep for once. I rolled over onto my side, and closed my eyes. I had to fight against my imagination for a while, but I eventually drifted off to sleep. I awoke in the middle of the night, likely around two in the morning or so. I heard my door slowly creak open and then shut quietly behind the intruder. My light flicked on. My eyes slowly adjusted to the sudden light, but eventually, they made out the shape of Jax. She was standing there in her pajamas; a short pair of shorts, and a T-shirt that was a bit too large for her. She stood near my door, her arms crossed. Now I was standing there, in the personal space of a couple, him wearing my favorite speedo of all time, her indian wearing a Wicked Weasel g-string bikini bottom, me wearing a red speedo with my cock out. Then I head off down the road. Despite that, Queen Yavara has fervently pressed her desire for peace with the Highlands; I suggest the three of you take her up on that. In modern tongue, it translates roughly to ‘Man of purity.’ I am his descendant, teen Lucilla; I am of pure blood.” “Mm, you are such a great cock sucker! This time Cheryl didn’t use any of her delaying techniques and Nathan, already ridiculously keyed up, exploded, spraying big globs of cum all over Cheryl’s face which she proceeded to scrape up and both eat and spread around like a face cream. A loud gasp echoed through the room when Gina said, “We should have let him kiss them.” Beatrice heard her father moan as she wrapped her soft hand around his cock and took it in her mouth. Because he was taller, his cock soon rubbed up against her bikini-clad titties, which she neglected to do anything about except enjoy the friction provided by his huge cock. I recognized the man in the light green jacket immediately. He told me that he wished that his dick was longer and thinner, like mine is; and that his balls were smaller, so that he didn't squirt out so much sperm, when he orgasmed. We can open our presents and play with them all night.” a nerve shaking orgasm. He blinked, his smile slipping a little, "I... “I can stand...” Brick placed a strong hand on her shoulder and insisted. I put all of our phone numbers on it.” Despite how much she annoyed me, my cunt was on fire for Lupita's cock reaming my cunt. With her immense strength, she held me aloft by my crotch, toying with me as my toes dragged helplessly. “Sweet.” He commented, then looked up at me with a goofy Hardcore grin on his face. Or maybe he would just be happy with his two girlfriends. "I'll stick with my chick flicks." But he was pretty sure those three things were a factor in making him hard, drippy, and desperate to cum. Maybe even tonight, say nine o’clock?”