The next morning I had known what I needed; I had phoned Gemma and asked if I could spend the weekend with her. And now, after she had smoothed away a...l my turbulence of spirit in a long, leisurely, tenderly thorough and profoundly multiorgasmic fucking, we were sipping beer at her kitchen table, showered and fully dressed - “just in case someone calls by” - with my tablet in front of us. On the screen was a photograph of an attractive brunette, below which was an entry Fen had posted on her. With that said she reached out her right hand, slid it down over Sophie’s belly and under the waistband of Sophie’s thong. In doing so she pushed Sophie’s hand off herself and seemed to cup Sophie’s pussy in the palm of her hand. “Oooh you feel so hot and wet” she said as she licked her lips as she started to rub Sophie’s pussy in her palm. Sophie, a little astonished, reached out with her left hand and slid it under Madie’s panties. “What’s good for the goose” she said as she now had Madie’s. Most whom we knew. There were only two we didn’t. Mrs C start the proceedings both putting on a bit of a show. She slowly pulled her dress off and throw on the back sit of the car. Complete naked she proceeded to turn round and wind the seat to a laying down position and adopted a all fours stance. And began playing with her already very wet pussy. Now as mRs C and I had agreed it was a night for both of us. And bing as I had arranged the guys to come. I n ow quit a few were bi as well. With. It was her bastard kid Angelo. The word was that the woman was calling cops and newspapers about Angelo running a child porno ring. I don't know if it was true on not, but word is Angelo did the killing himself." Michael, how much of that are you really sure about?" I asked."Well I didn't see it, but people tell me he was real proud of it. Wanted Ma'ma to know, and be proud of him. So they say on the street," he informed me."If he is that stupid, putting his business on the street, the cops.