“Oh my god! I just hope Bill doesn’t notice the stains on the sofa and on the carpet…and that big one on the living room wall…that one’s from Steve! Xxx “What’s that?” Tracey asks, looking up as her friend approaches the bed. “You don’t have to go…you guys can stay here and sleep with us!” Christine offers. We won’t get pregnant! “Can’t tell you…” the redheaded stud replies, lying back on his pillow and looking up at the ceiling as he slowly fondles his rigid tool with his hand. “Oh no, Christine…don’t make me do this…!” Tracey exclaims, the fear visible in her wide-open eyes as she takes the glass in her hand; she knows that there’ll be no turning back once they do the shot together. I KNOW I heard something down there!” Christine replies. Oh fuck!” he gasps loudly, feeling lightheaded as his ejaculatory
