Then there’s a bunch of exercise equipment, including a blowjob treadmill, a bench press, a squat bar and a bunch of dumbell weights. Past the workout equipment is a sliding door to the back yard. I can see a hot tub outside, underneath the upstairs patio. Against the opposite wall we came into is a door to yet another room. As we walk inside there’s a mini theatre with the most comfortable chairs I’ve ever seen. “Why don’t you go pour us a glass a wine while I pick out a movie,” she says. “Wait, you mean I can have a glass of wine?” I ask a little surprised. “Honey, your 18 years old, it’s not like your a child or your going to drive a car. As long as you don’t get too drunk, I’m fine with you having a glass of wine,” she says. “Wow, mom and dad would never let me drink,” I say ecstatically. “That’s because cumshot mom and dad were obnoxious saints holier than thou,” she says rather bitterly. “What happened between you and mom and dad?” I ask without thinking. “It’s complicated, maybe I’ll tell Brunette you some time…” I decide not to push the matter, instead I head over to the bar and pour us both a glass of wine. She’s already got a bottle open. It’s a white wine. I fill to glasses up and head back over to the theatre. I hardly ever wore a bra because my little tits don’t need any support. The bunny girl nods. It’s a natural reaction. Oh my God Kevin. Cell phones were aimed at us, recording this moment. "Welcome to the crazy train." Vita collapsed on the bed, spent and exhausted, and Joy did the same, falling into the crook of his arms. Only for her. Sure enough the twins cumshot are happy to help. I promised to follow her instructions and she began by pulling my face into the open gooey cleft. My mouth and pussy had been dry at the start of the party, probably because of my nerves. Manya didn’t notice it but she saw Brunette Deen gesturing to her blowjob to look behind her ass. I receive four on each breast, where Tits only had four and three. He didn’t want to leave it messy for her to wake up to.