Bob understood her almost harsh manner. Matt Jacobs and she had been good friends, his murder had upset her badly. She hadn’t seen his death, but fr...m what she had heard reported afterwards, it hadn’t been very nice. Bob had seen it in awful detail and wanted to forget everything he had seen, but knew he never could.“I’ve got loads of stuff, but I’ve no one to pass it on to. I don’t know who or how or where.”Sue stared at him. “What sort of stuff?”“Mostly out of date stuff now. Who’s going. I could not take my eyes off it. A big soft sausage gripped lightly by her delicate feminine fingers with their manicured nails. With a drop of pee glistening from the tip of it's purple head.She tightened her grip and pulled her hand down the the base of her cock. Pulling back her foreskin. I had an image of a shell being loaded into a pump action shotgun. Her cock swelled as she push her hand back down it's length and stayed horizontal even as she relaxed her grip, pulsing with her steady. Im not gonna just cuss you, Billy Parker. When I catch you Im gonna kill you! That rubber band hurt, by God. They circled two trees and the dog kennel, setting Bitsy into a barking mood. When Bill glanced back at Cass, he didnt see the garden hose. His foot caught it and he flew ten feet before landing in the grass. About the same time he stopped rolling, Cass jumped in the middle of his back, digging her fingers into his ribs. She knew he couldnt stand being tickled and decided to take full. Crawling on the bed between her spread thighs, he held on end of the yard stick and bent the other end way back. When he released the top end, the tip came down with a vicious ' "Thwrap!" over her open, exposed cunt lips and clit.Chris' eyes shot open, and her body danced in a wail of pain.The stick was pulled back again. Chris, in her tear streaked eyes, looked back at the man, shaking her head, and pleading beneath her gag.It came down again, this time, with a loud "Pop!" over her puckered.