“Oh, yeah! As he strips naked before getting into bed, the stud allows himself a satisfied smirk; neither J.J. and Aaron lie passed out in their semi-comatose conditions, Jen steps out onto her patio. Screened off from her neighbors’ view by the trees, she knows that they can’t see her and her stud fucking; she also doesn’t care if they can hear them. “Ummm…you know, just in case some chick really, really makes a big deal about it…” Aaron replies. “He asked me if I needed any help with anything around here, and I told him I didn’t,” the still clueless blonde replies. The two are in Donna’s kitchen; the blonde is down on her knees in front of Aaron, with a firm grip on his erect, throbbing fuck stick. “I didn’t say that…” Jen purrs in response, looking up at him with a coy smile. a box of condoms; the older stud isn’t happy about having to wrap his dick, but he’s not going to let Jen’s one condition for their encounter keep him out of her love box.
