"Maybe if we all went back and asked for that made-up name again, and said that our friends Larry and Dennis told us he lived there, she would catch on and invite us in," Chuck said, his eyes bulging again.

Why don't you go ask her?" Jim said. "I'm not going back there."

All the guys agreed that Chuck should go, but he refused unless someone went with him. Finally, Tom agreed to go too. Jim told him to ask for Carl Carlstein.

"That's a dumb name," Chuck said as he and Tom left them.

Chuck rang the bell and was soon confronted with the big tits that Jim had reported on.

"Is Carl Carlstein here?" he asked.

"What is this? Some sort of joke?" the chick asked with a laugh.

"No," chuck said. "A couple of friends of ours told us he lived here. Uh, Larry and Dennis told us. Do you know them?"

"Just a minute," the chick said and disappeared.

Chuck and Tom looked at each other with hope

in their eyes. It seemed like a long shot, but if they got a chance to fuck that chick, it would be the greatest thing they could imagine. Their pricks began to stir as they stood there waiting. Jim and Joe, watching from a few doors away, saw that things were going a little better titan they had for Jim. They began to get their hope up too.

The chick came back to the door and told the guys to come in. Chuck and Tom began to tremble with the prospects before them, and Jim and Joe's hearts leapt when they saw their friends go into the house. The plan was, if Chuck and Tom got in, Jim and Joe would come back; They wondered if they should wait a few minutes or go tight away.

Chuck and Tom followed the chick through the house to the kitchen. When they got there, they had a shock. There was another woman there.

"Here they are, Mom," the chick said to the other woman. "I'll leaving now. See you later. Bye-bye, fellows."