Lily Crowe didn't know what to make of this dramatic turn. Margo Needy was so sweet and caring while her parents were here. Yet in a matter of five minutes there she was totally nude ruining her tablecloth by bleeding all over it, her brother's best friend now eating her pussy raw. While obscenely gross it was intriguing from a distance. She was drawn to Margo's boldness, Heath's savage feasting. Still? Couldn't they have waited until Lily went to bed? It was only ATE O'CLOCK, 8 UP! Well, ATE FIFTEEN now.
"I don't even know what to say or do right now. Do I go find Margo's room and just isolate? I mean, I'm not even tired. It's too dark outside to go for another walk even if I take Studly as protection. There is too much wilderness around me to be going out late. They did just have a mountain lion close by. I'm so not going to get eaten." Eyes on Heath lifting his face from Margo's cunt then licking his lips of her blood, Lily nearly hurled.
"Tastes like chicken, Crowe. You a chicken?"
"Just a Crowe! You're an asshole, Talbot."
"Lily?" Margo patted the table next to her to get her attention. "We can talk about this in the morning. Please don't think badly of me."
"I don't!" To prove it Lily sat down at the side of the table. "I won't call my parents back out here to come get me. Eric should be home soon. I was hungry so I ate some of that cheesecake."
"Just save me half. Can you hide it from the boys? They would deny me and eat it all." Gotsta keep the whore fit! Too many calories and momma would lose her perfect shape.
"Sure! Can I go use your shower and see where I'm sleeping?"
"Head of the stairs left. Mine is the only room with no bedroom door. Blame my master here. Brian as well! It was their idea." She giggled. "Explore! Like Heath is doing." She arched her back yelping. "OH, MY GOD! Your tongue just touched..." The tablecloth was used to cover her scream. As if bragging over his talent Heath wiggled his brows at Lily, to which she flipped him off with a bitter sneer. Getting up from the table Lily ventured to the kitchen and stashed the cheesecake inside a toaster oven. From there she headed upstairs but did notice car lights coming in through the peak window over the front door. Studly barking alerted her to the high beams.
"I don't think that's Eric it looks like a big truck. Brian must be home. I better hide before he gets here. I do need a shower after Ben nutting inside me about four times today. God, I'm still so horny though. I'll just picture Heath's bloody mug and that should discourage my hormones. So gross!" Moving down the hall she found the open doorway and turned right to step inside it. "Faces the back of the house. I can see why Margo wants to make this a Bed & Breakfast; the property is huge." Light switch flipped she studied the room, the bedding looked clean at least. "Gosh! Her closet is massive! She does have a lot of clothes. I'll search for something to wear once I clean up. Shit! I left my duffle bag downstairs." Hearing the front door open and both Brian and his brother Jeff on the phone she retreated to the staircase.
Waving at Jeff she pointed at her bag by the sofa, Henry Cavill's twin sharing a thumbs up and bringing it upstairs to her. Once passed off he playfully tried to pinch her ass then dodged her swat. She did grin sheepishly at his desire to tease her. On down the hall to Elliot's bedroom he went, camping there until tomorrow. Whether he would stay in there all night remained to be seen.
Brian Hancock took some frozen pizzas to the kitchen while talking to his stepsister Gwen spotted Margo and Heath. Margo's moans concealed by eating her tablecloth did he best to protect Brian from whomever he was talking to. An index finger to his lips encouraged silence. Which made Heath try that much harder to ruin her promise.
"I swear I had nothing to do with Braedon's gay ass bullshit. How is everything my fault? I'll even be man enough not to beat his ass for blaming me. That crap makes me look as bad as him." He shared a cheesy grin with Heath to let him know it was all him. Lying to Gwen was better than admitting his vile deed, knowing the truth she might resent him. Stepsister or not Brian was liking her more and more each day. Nothing was going to get in his way of keeping her close. Definitely not Braedon Wilkes! "Are you breaking up with Braedon now that this shit happened?" Off into the kitchen he went to put his pizzas in the freezer.
"I don't know yet." Gwen sighed over the phone, "He swears he was so drunk that you and Jeff set him up. I don't know what to think." She sat in her bedroom painting her toenails. "I want to believe you Brian. I do! I mean as gross as that video was and even though Burley told me they weren't gay, it looked way too convincing."
"That's how I see it. I wish I'd seen it in person to know. Jeff and I were too busy tearing down tents and hauling mattresses to the car barn. Anyone even know who took that video?"
"No one is confessing to it yet. I told Braedon we needed a break until this all goes away. If it ever does."
"Something like that doesn't blow over easily. Is that a pun? He did blow Burley." He tried not to laugh, "No offense, you know I despise Wilkes but, I wish it had been my idea."
"You just want me."
"I'm not denying that. Which is why I wouldn't hurt you by doing anything like the video." Piece of work Hancock! Lie! Lie! Lie!
"I believe you." Naive! "I need to go. Mom is expecting me for movie Sunday."
"Facetime me later?"
"You expect me to masturbate for you, don't you?" She blushed.
"Heck yeah, I do! You don't want me, too?"
"Of course, I want to see your dick." She giggled. "Let me get through freaking Annie. God, I hate that sun will come out tomorrow shit."
"Carmen always did love her musical's."
"I know right! She's been considering trying out for the local theater. This year I guess it's Rent."
"Rent's paid!" He laughed.
"Maybe I'll stop by and bring lunch for you and Bruno tomorrow. I could use some fresh air on my day off." While relaying her plan her sister MJ entered with a knock. On her cell was the video of Braedon, curious if Gwen already knew or not. Waving her off with eyes rolled back MJ heard Brian talking.
"Hey, Brian!" MJ offered up then made kissy noises at him. "Get hard for me too." Giggling she evaded Gwen's foot with cotton balls between her painted toes. She knew Gwen was his pick of the litter, but having fucked her stepbrother there was still hope for another round someday. Same for their sister Daphne. Brian was definitely interested in all of his stepsisters; Gwen just had his heartstrings. Well, not baby sis Heidi. In a few years maybe!
"That MJ?"
"Yes! Bitch! I'll call you after Annie. Don't start without me, Daddy Warbucks."
"Daddy Whorefucks, maybe!" He laughed knowing of the bankroll in his room from the bonfire last night. "Later, Gorgeous." Both hanging up at the same time Brian sighed leaning on the kitchen island, "Man, I hope my fucking with Braedon doesn't stir up trouble with Margo. He might use her as revenge and ruin her chances of the B&B. Then, I'd definitely have to take him out." As fun as his evil plan had been it was suddenly hitting home. "I'll deal with it when and if the time comes."
Rejoining Heath and Margo in passing through, Brian now found Margo on her hands and knees on the table, face buried in tablecloth as Heath continued eating both her bloody snatch and her asshole. Wincing at the bloodbath he did stroke Margo's hair. "Don't bleed out on us." She couldn't look him in the eye due to her eyeballs rolled back into her brow, and the tablecloth bunched up around her. Moans of brewing orgasm was all that Bri got. "That's a good slut." A cold beer in the basement fridge had Bri's name on the label. Best Bud!
Upstairs, Cabot Ross stepped from his bedroom now freshened up and in clean dress clothes. All black and dashing he saw the light on in Margo's room. Expecting Margo, he ventured inside to say goodbye. Hearing water running in the adjoining bathroom he presumed that she was getting ready for bed. With no door on it he walked right in and quickly realized it wasn't his landlady.
"Aw shit!" He turned in a hurry to avoid embarrassing Lily who stood brushing her teeth in the nude. Seeing Cabot her eyes bulged, and she grabbed the towel she had set out for after her shower. Simply holding it to cover her full frontal she let Cabot speak without looking. Too bad the mirror still reflected her beautiful backside. Perfect angle for him to be sly. "Sorry! I thought you were Margo. It's been a while, Lily. Everything, okay? I overheard some of what was going on from your mom at Hilltop today."
"I'll be fine. You look dressed to kill. Hot date?"
"Yeah! Actually, I do! I'll let you do your thing. Sorry again! If you're here tomorrow night, I'll chat with you then."
"Okay! Have fun on your date. Anyone I know? I think Eric mentioned a girl named Maria."
"Not Maria! This is an older woman."
"You like older women?" She almost pouted. Cabot was cute. She really hadn't known him outside of a rare few times he had come by her home with Eric. Cuter now than then. Much broader shoulders and sinewy arms now.
"I like women." He chuckled. "Age is a number as long as she's 18 up."
"Like me?"
"You're eighteen now? Time flies! Of course, you're a Crowe."
"Barely legal me. Flirt with me tomorrow."
"Eric would string me up. I thought you were hanging with Ben."
"I am! We're not in a relationship though." She was so mixed up over what she truly wanted.
"Ah! He's not a bad guy. You could do worse."
"I could do better too." Possibly still Tyler Overmeyer. Her brain was just so frazzled over who she should date. She sat her towel aside, suddenly hoping he would face her again. Not tonight!
"Probably so. I have to go. Enjoy your stay."
"I intend to."
"Crazy around here so watch your back."
