Maria just keeps on going and collapses on the bed, still giggling.Chris and Michael drop the towels they were wearing as they watch the naked brunett... bouncing on their bed.The guys are also regulars, tradies, who work for a large power company based just down the coast. Michael is about thirty-eight but still fit while Chris is about eight years younger and sports a raft of tattoos covering his muscled arms and torso. They’re good mates who book in every couple of weeks or so. The company. What the hell were you thinking?? ?I didn’t do anything. She just went nuts and grabbed me.? ?My sister doesn’t go nuts. What did you do?? ?Your sister is a crazy bitch.? Oh, oh, I started to rush for the door, when I saw the one who had grabbed him, punch him right in the face. The rest had grabbed my brother, realizing he was probably going to attack the guy. ?If I ever hear you say one word about my sister, I will kill you.? My brother said, throwing the guy’s jacket at him. ?Come. "Sorry about that.Before we got a statement from your friend Cal, we weren't sure who youwere. We couldn't risk you making a run before we had an ID."Marko nodded. That was good. If Cal could talk he wouldn't be too badoff. There was a sinking feeling in his stomach. "Was Max okay?" They aren't sure. Last word I got was that the bleeding is undercontrol and she should pull through but they aren't sure how her legswere going to fare."He shook his head. "Fuck." There's a reason that drinking and. "We need to take some photos of you. Kneel down and show off those beautiful breasts for me." I did my best to pose like a model, jutting out my breasts with my arms clasped behind my head while he snapped some pictures. "Lie down on your back and raise your legs in the air!" I readily did what he requested. "Now Miss Smith, I want some beaver shots." I took off my panties and spread my legs wide and willing for the Colonel. Wetting my lips with my tongue, I smiled for the camera sexily as he.