Episode 66: OniOn rings

“Shotgun!”

Sable McKellen called front seat with her mother Josie, for once Dakota was distracted by texts from her friend Andrea Beckett so neglected to beat her sister to the punch. With the car doors unlocked Josie and the girls climbed in and got settled, seatbelts and all. Sable seemed chipper considering what she knew about her mother being naked in her classroom in front of Principal Carl Manley. After a few hours to ponder things, Sable concluded that her mom would never change, her free spirit attitude was just something she had to look past. If she and her father had an agreement to do things, which included other people then what could the girls truly say. They could tell that both of their parents worshipped one another so why create trouble. Sable’s thoughts at least. At the moment Dakota was more invested on, well, Dakota.

After her talk with Angus earlier things were pretty much on the same level without the commitment. She had told Angus to see who he wanted including his so-called ex-Robin Banks. The point was made that she could see and do whatever she wanted. Still a virgin that was pretty much just flirting hard and teasing, coming into her own skin more and more. Like she told Angus she didn’t officially know how to even kiss a boy. Part of her texting with Andrea was letting her in on the conversation and seeking advice. Andrea of course did not trust Angus one bit but for the sake of her best friend she tried to be supportive.

Josie started the engine in silence and found herself trembling. Sable knowing what little she did scared her. Only the fact that her youngest hugged her after class and told her she would never hate her helped, but she had zero clue at the moment just how far-gone Josie’s sex drive was. The lies Josie kept were so deeply rooted that not even her husband knew but maybe thirty percent of what she was capable of. She tried hard to change her life once she got pregnant at 15, a month shy of her 16th. birthday. Henry stuck by her even when her own parents disowned her. Losing her girls now even though they were a week and a half from turning 18 would kill her. Only Henry sticking by her as he always had rescued her soul. Without Henry her destruction was imminent. She would literally fuck herself into oblivion. Now that Piper Cherry had unintentionally rekindled her long dormant youth there was no turning back. The Slut Goddess of Westfield High was a Phoenix from the ashes.

“How do I even begin to tell the girls what I’m really doing? They only know about Roman, Piper, and the moving guys from Atlanta. That alone should give them a realistic hint as to what I’m capable of. Their father is a saint compared to me. I’ve been so very proud of my girls not being like I was, but I can see them growing more and more curious each day. Seeing Sable with Travis on the couch in an awkward position, it’s only a matter of time. The way Dakota thinks I’m unaware of her shirts and dresses being unbuttoned so much is a telltale sign. I was doing that at 15. Worse than that even, I could barely keep my clothes on, boys ... grown men made it very clear they preferred me naked. My hormones back then were so intense I strived on making them all happy. God! I can’t even be honest with Piper, who I trust completely. I only told her a random number of guys I’d been with. Telling her the truth even she might shy from me. What’s bad is there were so many guys that I run into them wherever I go. My reputation is still talked about to this day. The Booker’s boys being Harlan’s sons caught me off guard. Dear God, I can only imagine how much they truly know. Harlan ... was a beast. The things he made me do... “ She whimpers ready to shed a tear. A hand across the vehicle touching her arm silences her emotions.

“Mom? Do you want me to drive?” Sable offered sensing misery. Not misery, but recollection of good times. Showing her true self was not easy. Harlan Booker pretty much whored Josie out. Not so much making money off of her although that did happen when he needed beer. It was more guiding her to seduce men twice her age, some older still. At 15 Josie was servicing 50-year old’s due to Harlan. His own father at the time had her. The rougher they treated her the more she begged for it. Only Henry saved her from the hell she brought on herself. Love saved her. For a while at least.

A home body raising the girls at 16 she was good until 18, once she got her GED, she went on to college courses to better herself rather than rely solely on Henry. Once she started school, the fire consumed her in smaller doses. Knowing she was fixed after the twins were born with no chance of getting pregnant, she made one hour before or after classes for men. Henry never once caught on. After a few years she stopped cold, the girls demanding their mother they became the most important thing. Then that bullshit with Henry’s older brother William, that one stung. To this day Henry never knew that Will had fucked her right on top of Henry when he was so plastered drunk he felt and sensed nothing. That night sobered her for a few years longer until she began teaching at Horton-Dexter, meeting Coach Roman Crandell. He was sufficient, a sweetheart to her. He still is.

“No honey! I’m fine. How about we stop for food somewhere. I don’t want to cook tonight.”

“McRonald’s!” Dakota chimed in, “Andrea and her mom Darcy are going there after she runs some errands.”

“We can do that. Let’s even go inside and sit, it’s been ages since we girls ... had a girl’s day out.”

“Right! Good idea.” Sable smiled, “Let’s talk.”

“About what?” Dakota seemed lost while telling Andrea where they were going. “The McRonald’s on Parkway, right? That’s close to home.”

“Parkway it is.” Josie left the school in a quiet retreat. Roman Crandell not far behind with two broken windows. Poor guy! Sable caught wind of cum so rolled her passenger side window down to air things out, fanning her nose toward her mother. Realizing it Josie followed suit and lowered her own. She pouted over it but knew Sable was protecting her, at least for now. She would excuse herself to use the restroom and clean up a bit before running into Darcy Beckett. Friends since grade school but moving before high school Darcy only knew a small amount of Josie’s antics. Losing touch completely until their children met in grade school themselves. Darcy was a flirt too, her husband on the road much of the time it was a safe bet the brunette with frost tips was fucking around too. She knew her hubby was, so why not. Like Henry, Darcy stayed out of love for him. With Andrea turning 18 in two months that could always change.

“I should have taken a whores bath before walking out with Roman. After fucking Reese then Roman it’s no wonder I reek. I’m so sorry babies.” Only for the scent. “Do I break down and tell the girls what I’m doing? That could crush them. I mean Sable is the shy one and she seems to be forgiving. Dakota might use what I do as leverage. I know she will battle back, it’s in her nature. Lord, help me figure out how best to break this to them. If I can just get them to accept who I am ... things would be so much easier. Hiding things from their father will kill them though, they’re both daddy’s girls. I just know Dakota will have ultimatums. She wants to grow up fast nowadays. Maybe if I admit I know about her flashing boys and tell her I’m fine with that she might be less offended. There are so many obstacles. The boy she likes wants me. I know I’ll fuck Angus someday it’s inevitable. Then she might really hate me. Let’s just see what happens. We’ll eat first then talk.”

Ten minutes in traffic Josie pulls into McRonald’s and find it relatively busy. School out for the day a lot of students hung out there. She should have realized that. That could potentially make the talk that much harder. Then once Darcy and Andrea showed up, even more difficult. The talk might have to wait. Parking toward the back Josie shut off her engine and tried to be chipper, “Let’s gain five pounds. Greasy cheeseburgers here we come.”

“Chef salad for me.” Dakota chuckled. “Ooo! I will splurge, I want onion rings.”

“Shoot! I get my braces out tomorrow. Do I dare eat burgers?”

“You will be fine Sable.” Josie snickered. Joining the girls, she pulled them in close to her one arm around each of their shoulders. “Girls! I love you. No matter what.”

“What’s wrong with you?” Dakota winced. “Are you and daddy...”

“We are just fine. Stop thinking we might get divorced. We do however need to discuss a few things concerning your father and I.”

“Like you seeing Roman and dad tapping Tessa Harper? We have ears mom. Just like daddy’s tank game ... whatever! We just let dad think we don’t know he’s designing porn.”

“Oh lord! You girls are such snoops. Fine! How do you feel about your father’s game? It pays our bills.”

“I’m cool with it. He should let us watch it.”

“Umm! You will have to ask him about that.” Her fear of the incest mode he was adding scared her. She didn’t want to spook them. “For now, let’s not let on you two know. He might get uptight. You know he’s been drinking heavily of late let’s not add another fifth to his daily routine. He holds it well until he can’t.” The girls of course had already seen some of the incest parts when he got plastered in the basement and skyped with Tessa and her roomie Svetlana. Passing out Dakota even got her second facial on the sly. She was pretty proud of her sneaky mischief. Sable kept her mouth shut even about that. Secrets just seemed to follow the McKellen girls, mom included.

A pair of schoolboys wearing Marietta-Deville jerseys felt like gents and held the door open for them. Seeing Josie’s next to nothing yellow dress their eyes were glued to her. That did not settle well with Dakota who saw ass cheeks peeking with every step. Mom was always getting the attention. Nope! Fighting back! Letting Josie and Sable enter first gave Dakota time to unbutton her shirt and flash her tits at them, followed by a flipped tongue. Closing up she just held it together. Once inside Sable noted the evil expression on her sister’s face. A short flash toward Sable she bulged her eyes.

“Are you dumb?” Sable whispered, “Close your shirt.”

“Where did mom go?”

“The bathroom.”

“Cool! Hey, Mustang’s, what’s going on?” The Marietta-Deville Mustang’s that is.

“Not much! Meeting friends. Twins, nice! Where do you girls go to school?”

“Horton-Dexter!” Sable blushed but challenged herself to relax. “Seniors.”

“Same here! Nice tits by the way.”

“I think so too.” Dakota flashed them again then turned to Sable, “Your turn.”

“WHAT?” Shaking her head no, Dakota rolled her eyes. “She’s the shy twin.”

“No, I’m not.” Sable pouted then began unbuttoning her own shirt. A bra beneath she at least shared her lace. “Sorry! Bra on but at least you get a taste.”

“I’d love to taste those.” The taller blonde-haired Mustang smirked at Dakota. “I’m Mitch. This is Scott. Was that your older sister in the yellow dress?”

“Mom.”

“No way! She looks 25.” Scott looked shocked, “How can you be seniors?”

“Mom had us really young.” Sable revealed, buttoning back up before customers saw her. Not Dakota she left her shirt unbuttoned save for the bottom two.

“Wow! That’s crazy. Too bad you’re with her we could all sit together.”

“She has a boyfriend. I don’t.”

“DAKOTA! Ugh!” Sable bailed. Travis was not even on her thoughts until just now. Giving up was probably in her best interest. She could tell the boys liked her braless sister and her mother more. Stupid braces! One more day she thought to herself as she eyed the menu above.

“Don’t mind her. I’m the wild one, as you can tell.” Flash number three. “My friend Andrea is joining us in a bit. She’s single.”

“Is she as hot as you?” Mitch chuckled.

“Pretty sexy!” Distraction immediately the boys looked beyond Dakota at the other entrance to the restaurant.

“There’s Tawny Martin. She goes to Horton-D too. You know her?”

“Sure do! Whoa!” Once Kota turned and saw Tawny, she dropped her jaw. More competition. Especially seeing what the redhead was wearing. DARN IT! Tawny seeing Sable first darted behind her and caught her off guard by putting her hands over her eyes.

“Guess who!”

“Tawny? OH MY GOD!”

“Hey Cheer Bitch!” The boys hearing cheer bitch looked at Dakota.

“Your sister is a cheerleader? Why aren’t you?”

“I give up. See ya! Andi’s here anyway.” Dakota dropped them like flies. Meeting Andrea and Darcy even Andrea looked hot wearing a dress with a short hemline skirt. “You witch! When did you have time to go home and change?”

“Uhhh? Mom picked me up on time.”

“Oh, yeah! Mom made us wait. Me forgot. Love the dress.”

“Thanks!”

“Hi Mrs. Beckett.”

“My aren’t we brazen today.”

“What?” Darcy smirked and pointed at Dakota’s opened shirt. “Oh crap! Sorry!” One button was all she added. “Hey! I’m an adult dang it.”

“Yes, you are.” Darcy grinned, “Where’s your mother?”

“Bathroom. She’s been in there forever.”

“Why don’t you two find a booth. I’ll order our food.” Nudged onward Darcy moved into line behind Sable, Tawny, and the Marietta boys. Eying Tawny’s transparent top with no bra beneath she puckered her lower lip. “Cute top.” Seeing Sable blushing, Darcy waved at her which alluded to everyone facing Darcy. The second she saw Tawny’s areolas behind the lime green window in full bloom she shook her head. “The fashion these days. I miss my youth.” The boys checking her out did make her toy with her cleavage a bit. “I so need laid.”

“Hey Darcy.” Sable smiled brightly, the boys seeing braces shied off instantly. Taking Tawny away from Sable the three went off on their own. Seeing both boys with hands on Tawny’s tight white colored hot pants Sable pouted.

“How does she get away with wearing that in a public place?” Darcy stepped forward but looked back at Tawny, a boy’s fingers up under her left cheek lifting her shorts even higher. “Goodness!”

“Cheerleaders get away with murder.” Sable frowned. “Wait a minute. I’m a cheerleader. Be right back. Potty break!” Storming off Sable nearly ran her mother over in the short hallway to the restrooms. “Gotta pee! You smell better. Perfume helped.”

“Sable Ann!” Josie laughed at her daughter’s sudden bold streak. “Did anyone order food?” Of course not, “I guess I am the one with the money. Chef salad, onion rings. Shoot! I’ll just get Sable a salad too.”

Within the restroom Sable locked the door long enough to remove her shirt then her bra, eying her perky breasts in a mirror she stared at herself shivering. “I have to beat my shyness. Taking my bra off and being more like Dakota has to be in my favor. I want to be noticed more. Mitch and Scott are so cute I ... I’m sorry Travis, I really, really like you, but I need to see what else is out here too. I promise I’ll be there for you still.” She sets her bra on the sink to put her shirt back on and button up all but three buttons. Toying with her cleavage she knew Dakota had one more button opened. Fixed!

“They have to look at me now. But again ... Tawny’s tits are in plain sight. Gosh! She’s so bold letting everyone see everything. That lime green mesh shirt hides nothing to the imagination. How does she get away with that around so many people? I hope the manager doesn’t kick her out. It’s crazy ... crazy cool. It’s nice that she cares enough about me to be so playful. That kiss today in the lunchroom was ... everyone liked seeing that. It felt all tingly during and after. Maybe I do like girls just a tiny bit. Tawny at least. I better get back out there. Mom can’t say anything to me for showing off when she does. I ... what do I do with my bra?” Pouting she just tosses it into the trash can. “I have lots more at home.”

Courage rising Sable leaves the restroom and finds her mother and Darcy at the counter talking as their food is prepped. With their attention on one another Sable scurried to find first her sister and Andrea. In a booth right across from Tawny and the boys they were snooping and giggling over Mitch and Scott. Both boys were all over Tawny, the redhead simply letting them kiss on her neck and fondle her chest through her flimsy mesh. Jaw dropping Sable sat next to Andrea and whispered, “How does she do that? She makes it look so easy.”

“Did you go take off your bra?” Andrea reached over to pinch at Sable’s cleavage to see bare boobs. “You two are crazy.”

“Copycat!” Dakota razzed her sister. “Good for you. It’s time you were more like me. Lose the red cheeks and the braces after tomorrow...”

“I won’t be able to tell you apart.” Andrea realized, “You might have to wear nametags. Oh! You two should really mess with the students and see if they can tell you apart. That would be hilarious.” A strange connection between twins they shared the very same grin. That was a perfect plan. Spoken about later.

“I’m going in.” Dakota chose to make her move. Sable flaring her eyes at how swiftly her sister adapted grew immediately jealous. “Wait for me.” Andrea sat there in awe of abandonment. “You two suck!” With them both so small it was only a four-person capacity anyway, six if crushed up tightly. Still Andi pouted and watched the girls do their best to adapt.

“Scoot over handsome.” Dakota nudged Scott who sat across from Mitch and Tawny. Easing over did not stop Mitch from groping Tawny for a second. Tawny grinning at the invasion noted Sable uncertain how to join them. Pausing Mitch, Tawny snuck beneath the table and tugged Mitch to scoot over against the window. Once he did Tawny climbed back up on the outside and took the seat he had. Crushing against Mitch she then patted the seat beside her for Sable.

“Sit girlfriend.” Giddy, Sable sat down. Both of them petite there was just enough room. Now Mitch was feeling Tawny’s right hand on his thigh, so he was feeling stoked by this intrusion. Dakota seeing how Tawny managed things pushed Scott further over and looked at Andrea.

“Bring it in legs.” Eyes bulging Andi slid out without managing her skirt, so Scott was able to see up into her inner thighs. No panties on shocked even Dakota who caught a glimpse of a hairy bush. Before Andi could sit Dakota paused her. “Girl, boy, girl!” Slipping out of the booth but dragging Scott with her, Andrea was coaxed to slide in against the window across from Mitch. Once settled Scott dove back in followed by Dakota. This was fun. Kitties the Musical!

Laughter over the crazy transition faded when they saw Josie and Darcy hauling trays of food their way. The moment Josie saw their seating arrangement she smirked at Darcy. “Looks like we lost our children.”

“Let’s not cramp their style. There’s a booth in back.” Rather than sit right across from the kids they offered privacy. They were kids once. “Food!” A swift pass off of onion rings and two salads Josie stretched enough to let her dress cleavage droop to see her tits better. The Mustang’s drooling winked at the boys and left them to flirt. Both Scott and Mitch eyed Josie’s cheeks again. Darcy in turn nudged Andrea’s burger fries and shake her way. Eyes even on Darcy the girls frowned. Alone at last the ladies went off on their own.

“Thanks moms.” Twin speak! Let the shamelessness begin.

Relocating to that back booth Josie and Darcy found comfort for their aching feet. “This is nice. We never really have bonded after all these years, maybe it’s time with our daughters so close.” Darcy sat down and reached for her iced tea.

“That’s true.” Josie found common ground, “We both are so busy it’s never been easy. Between Horton-Dexter and my college teaching one night a week and raising...”

“Hell?”

“I was going to say a family, but I suppose there’s room by the fire.” Josie winked. “So how are things with you and Randy?”

“Oh, we ... manage. He’s gone half the time, so I pretty much get my fix every Tuesday and Wednesday. To be honest I rather like my space. You and Henry?”

“We have our feuds, but our love is undying. Things are getting much better.”

“The coach? Yes, I hear rumbles. Is he cute?”

“Where did you ... Andrea?”

“Unfortunately! Don’t be mad at her, she’s young.”

“Roman is okay. He scratches that itch. And before you ask yes Henry is aware.”

“That’s interesting. Do tell!”

“For the longest while I hid Roman, but it was getting more obvious my getting home late each night. We fought a lot until things just ... clicked. Our new neighbor had something to say about us. She ... seduced Henry and I. Ever since that night our marriage has found a level ... playing field.”

“Wow! I’m happy for you both. Maybe your neighbor should seduce Randy and I, if she’s such a magician.”

“I’m sure she would.” Josie giggled. “You know what Darcy? We’ve known each other since we were kids but never really ... clicked. I’m glad our kids are friends, maybe it’s time we became better friends too.”

“Absolutely! I sorely need friends myself. Yes, since seventh grade, wasn’t it? Before my parents moved me out of the district.”

“Seventh or eighth grade. It’s still hard to imagine how we both survived getting pregnant as such young ages.” Josie froze in the moment and realized that for the very first time. They might have been friends’ way back but once high school hit, they had literally forgotten one another until their daughters became chums. “I was 15.”

“16! I met Randy and it was a whirlwind. Once Andrea was born, we just kept on going.”

“Same with Henry. He ... saved my life.”

“Promiscuity?” Darcy pouted slightly, “Yes, I heard things back in the day. I always crossed my fingers for you. Now, seeing how lovely your daughters have grown up I can see that you were a wonderful mother.”

“Aww! I needed to hear that. Thank you, Darcy Brewer-Beckett!”

“Quite welcome Joselyn Tucker-McKellen. So, I won’t pry over the past. I’m sure you regret things just like I might.”

“Honestly? I don’t regret any of it. I played hard but my God it was deliriously awesome. I must sound like such ... no, I was a whore.”

“That good? Oh, my! I suppose before I met Randy, I had a few ... fun moments myself.”

“More than a few here. I ... am going to bite my tongue before ... oh my goodness. This is old home day. Do you remember Milo Chandler?”

“Vaguely! Why?”

“His father just pulled in. He’s a Nashville police officer. Joey Chandler!” A point out the window Darcy follows to see a really tall man with gray hair getting out of a police cruiser. Beside him a much younger officer in his 20’s by the look of it. “I had a run in with Joe before my girls were a glimmer in my eye.”

“Oh? Breaking curfew?”

“No. More breaking me.” She laughed. “Don’t judge me, Darcy.”

“Oh God! You did not...”

“Still my friend?”

“Of course! We really do need to talk.” Darcy smirked. Hearing that Josie lost her smile and shot a glance toward her daughters. A talk was why she was even here, but things took a drastic left turn. Boys! Story of her life! “Did I say something I shouldn’t have?”

“No! You’re fine Darcy. Let’s eat!” A burger did sound good.

Back at the youth group table Tawny Martin was playing both sides. Her left hand on Mitch’s tented crotch while her right-hand lured Sable to her by her chin. “Kiss me.”

“What? Here? I thought you wanted me to kiss you at the game tomorrow. I... “ Blush resistance was not easy. Looking at her mother first Sable just went for it and kissed Tawny on the lips, tongues swirling. Mitch found it erotic and rubbed Tawny’s inner thighs until he found her legs parting enough to reel him in to rub her cameltoe. Her overly tight white lace trimmed shorts offered second skin to win. She felt his rubbing as if directly on her real clit. So yummy!

Across from them Scott found himself taking risks too in slipping his hand on to Andrea’s right thigh. Silky soft legs were amazing. In Dakota’s case she kept teasing him with flashes of her tits. “You can touch them if you want.” Dakota pictured Angus Furlong one second, Mace Belmont the next, then strangely the one to make her grab Scott’s hand and palm her breast, Daddy! Scott was in heaven.

“I hope your mom doesn’t see us.” He chuckled then tilted his gaze to Andi, “Mom’s!”

“Let them!” Dakota was defiant, Andi timid but wanting found Scott’s hand creeping higher on her inner thigh. Biting her lower lip Andrea took a huge risk and eased his hand directly under her skirt to press fingers into her tight little kitten. A first for her being this bold, but needy just the same. As his fingers discovered a warm wetness Scott had to look for himself. Blushing for Sable, Andrea shared shimmering eyes with Scott. Dakota becoming wise to her bestie smiled. It was time she opened up more. She just said she needed a man earlier today. Dakota knew she had Angus and potentially a dozen other options eased back and closed her shirt. Scott realizing his right hand was being removed from Kota’s chest looked back at her.

“Sorry!”

“Don’t be! Isn’t my bestie beautiful?” Andrea expressed her love for Dakota for giving her this chance. Andi was coming into her own more these days. They all were! Instead, Dakota found it amusing to watch her sister kissing Tawny Martin. It made her reflect on kissing Robin Banks. While hardly bisexual it was intriguing.

Sighing she explored her cell hoping for a text from Angus. Not knowing he was in detention she was feeling ... left out. A second later she looked back in on Andi to find her kissing Scott. “Well shoot! I’m horny as heck and no attention. I wonder what daddy is doing. I want practice kisses like that.” Scott and Andrea were going to town suddenly. Eying Mitch torn between watching Sable and Tawny then peering down at his crotch Dakota had a sneaky feeling something was up. A glance back at her mom and Darcy chatting she chose to risk looking under the table. Tawny was a busy slut, she had Mitch’s dick in her left hand lightly stroking him. “When did he pull that out? Big boy!” Eyes bulging at its size she diverted her attention to her sister’s lap to find Tawny rubbing Sable’s inseam. “Whoa! Since when is Sissy ... me? Why am I the one left out here?”

More Marietta-Deville boys showed up and ventured over. “Damn Pine?” A burly boy with muscles saw Mitchell Pine getting a hand job. Two other boys noticing Scott and Andrea. Again, everyone seemed to be overlooking Dakota. OH, HELL NO! Dakota reached out and patted a boy’s crotch. “Hi!”

“Hey!” He grinned down at Dakota. “Who are you?”

“Just call me sexy.”

“Hi Sexy ... I’m Studly!”

“Yes, you are.” The boy was the size of Angus and looked similar except for chin fuzz and green eyes. “I’m Dakota.”

“Jared!” He smiled brightly. The third boy found the empty booth across from everyone where Dakota and the girls were originally seated. He was on his cell watching a video. Dropping his jaw, he looked up and at Dakota, then at Sable. Jumping up he shared the video with Jared and the big boy Ian Frost. Both boys shot their own glances at Dakota then Sable who stalled her kiss with Tawny but hugged up on her. Tawny and she cheek to cheek.

“Wassup Foster?” Tawny kept beating off Mitch right in front of everyone. Even Andrea and Scott straightened up and Andi grew all giddy.

“Not much! Nice lemon drops Martin.” He eyed her lime green shirt and her 36C’s in full view.

“Aren’t they? Miss them don’t you.”

“Hell yes!”

“Is this you?” The third boy looked at Dakota then shared the video. Focusing on it everyone leaned in to see it as a party. Sable instantly bulged her eyes. Dakota winced then swiped the boy’s phone for a better look. Volume up everyone heard moaning and the girls immediately knew it was their mother.

“She fucked the Booker brothers?” Dakota shot a glance at Sable. “Mom fucked the Bookers.” Sable grew instantly sad. The five boys acting all wolf with faint howls was disturbing until a pair of police officers stepped up behind them with food trays beginning to lay claim to the empty booth. The older officer sensed something and saw Mitch’s dick out and Tawny’s persistent rhythm. Puckering at his partner the younger officer smirked. Trays on the table the officers looked over shoulders to see the video for themselves. Hearing the extravagant screams of a woman in orgasm the older officer Joe Chandler winced.