"Jonelle, please."Finally she turned her face to Laura, her eyes jeweled with tears and red with pain. "You lied," she cried softly. "You said nothing...was between you and her." I know." Laura began to cry too, in spite of her determination not to. "I didn't want to hurt you."Jonelle sniffed contemptuously. "Hurt me. Oh, you didn't hurt me." I'm sorry," Laura said with deep feeling. "I love you, Jonelle." You just been sleeping with her. I can smell it."Jonelle's wet eyes were fiery with daggers. Amber Richards was the name of the journalist, and she arrived right on time. I was very surprised when I opened the door. I had not expected someone so young looking and beautiful. She must have only been around 22 to 25 years old.Amber was approximately 5ft 5ins tall (in her bare feet) - but today she was wearing strappy high heels that showed off her perfectly maintained sexy feet. I had an instant rumbling in my pants. She had short curly light blonde hair, framing a young face with subtle. It's pretty epic."Jade laughed at his use of epic. "So, let me guess, the girl is the damsel in distress that the guy has to save and she's really hot?" Well…" Freddie said, knowing she might have him on this point. "She is pretty hot, but only if you like Goth girls with a lot of attitude and she is never the damsel. She's incredibly tough. And her friend is too… he's disfigured and really sweet." So it's essentially about us? The pretty Goth badass, and the big sweet lug?" Ha ha," Freddie. My wife released the yound man’s cock and asked if the two would swap round, this they did, she wantingly and sluttly, took her b*****rs into her willing cunt and mouth, they both thrust their cock’s into her ans I wanked franticly and the erotic scene in front of me, I called out and approached the threesome, my prick hard and drippoing with love-juice, my wife asked me to join the dark-skinned man on the sofa, she then grabbed our cock’s and she slipped them both into her mouth, her head.