Their lips locked and their tongues were dancin. To Frank’s relief, there was no strange taste in Sandra’s mouth whatsoever. She tasted just as de...icious as she always had.A sexy moan ran away from Sandra’s lips. All it took for Frank to discover its source was a quick glance down his wife’s body. A dark hand had pulled down the linen and was gently caressing its way from Sandra’s lower back down to her round, little butt. Frank continued kissing her while Sandra’s butt was starting slow. ”We were almost finished with our fourth beers and starting on the fifth, when I replied, “Shit, that’s okay with me if she’s worried about you losing your job and lets me feel her up; fear is a good motivator. She’s done more than you know too. You couldn’t see at those times we were hidden from you and Denise when Lisa reached down between us to rub my big, rock-hard cock pressed against her belly, as I fingered her wet pussy from behind. I’ll bet that given an opportunity, and with your. She was done. She heard his door open as she rounded the back of the truck and then he was in front of her."What do you want from me?" He asked, his voice was deep but sounded somewhat fearful. He'd lived his life curled up so tightly that he had never really lived at all, but she'd seen the wildness underneath the restrained exterior. She'd tried so hard to reach him, but at every turn he'd u*********sly blocked her. The full moon glowed above his shoulder, casting his features into darkness. That though aroused him uncontrollably.He scanned her school yearbook photo from the 4th grade, and with his Photo Editor software, put Marilyn Butcher's head on that of a naked young girl that he found on a newsgroup. Then he copied it to a floppy disk with pictures he had downloaded of a dozen other young girls, and some of his own niece, that he actually had pose, before fondling her, when she was eight, and bribed her with candy not to tell. Kylie died two weeks later in an accident along.