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"Let me guess. She's too hot to stay faithful to a chud like me?" "Well I wasn't gonna call you a chud, but you have the right idea. I know you don't want to hear this, but this chick ain't called ya in a week and you don't think she's out with an old boyfriend. That to me sounds naïve my friend. And to think you could have bagged Samantha Jensen last night instead of crying in your weed about this other chick." "Motherfucker, you didn't see a single tear from voyeur me. Ain't nothing to cry over until I know the whole story." They pulled up to the terminal and Donny got out. He gave Patrick a fist bump and told him not to get too fucked up. "Happy New Year, you pussy-whipped bastard," Patrick said as Donny closed the door. Four hours later Donny was in Marie's home town. 8========D< The students busted their asses all night and the gym looked even better than before it was trashed. There was still enough time for everyone to go home and get ready for the party. Luckily they could wait until the second to clean up and they'd have help from the school custodians. Marie was dead tired, but she looked forward to the amateur party. She'd just got out of the shower and was dressing when she realized she hadn't talked to Donny in quite some time. He'd called her twice but she'd been too busy to answer, always promising herself that when she took a break she'd public call him. But the breaks were few and far between. She was wearing only a towel. She picked up her phone to call him and looked at her alarm clock. "Enough time to have some phone sex with my poor neglected guy," she said out loud to the empty room. Her first call went straight indian to voice mail. Odd, she thought as she began getting dressed. After each piece of clothing, she'd call with the same result. Each had his own handler/trainer seated next to him. She smiled at me, readjusting herself. “I have to talk to... to the daughter. “You liked voyeur that?” The Libertine asked her and she blushed under her mask and did not answer. “Such a lithe delight.” "I don't care! I suggest that he go do public something fun like maybe hangout with the guys. Then she turns around to me and while moving her head closer says "Thank you so much for allowing this Honey" and before I know it, she kisses me on my mouth. Once my dick came in to her view, she looked up at me with a sexy little grin and pure lust in her eyes before she pulled them down further. Then, I reached for the swim top and put it on. All the cars indian had stopped, forming a perpetual traffic jam. I’m surprised I didn’t cum just watching that. But I was happy. He amateur was in what he thought to be a spare bed room. How did he get in? I tried to think back to when I got home. Thank god that was over.