She was already swearing violently through the tight gag and twisting in her bonds like a hooked shark - but I trashed her hairless pussy just harder,...hitting it closer with gaining precision. I wanted to draw blood, so I suddenly realised and stopped my evil intents there and now. I then took the crying girl into my arms, and I fucked every possible trace of jealousy out of her three orifices with pure lust and complete fulfillment. An hour after dinner I boldly entered the sisters room. Always at ten o’clock precisely, they go splat right wherever he is, no matter what he’s doing. Out! Bam! Splat! It makes one hell of a mess. Then it takes at least two coffees in the morning to make him smart again, or at least not as stupid! Right lovely brother o’ mine!?” she asked with a laugh as she yucked it up good for her audience, which by then was at least half the rows of seats around us.I chuckled with the others; she was pretty funny, pretty and funny, a most decidedly deadly. “My head is killing me,” Bea replied, blood dripping off her ear, chin, and nose.“Yeah, my whole body is,” Sandrah said. She helped Bea to her feet, glancing at her huge breasts, covered by a bikini top.“Lost your shirt.”Bea giggled, staying upbeat given the situation, “Oops.”“Looks like there’s cave over there,” Sandrah nodded toward a small watery cavern. There was light from the other side of the large outcrop shining through it.The women, carefully climbed and stepped over rocks and. You'd honestly be surprised at what goes through your mind when you are sitting waiting for your so-called loving wife to finish her little tryst.About ten thirty the light went out in the room and a few minutes later Maggie came out the front door alone. She turned right into the car park and actually walked right past my car. But she was looking up and down the road and not at the parked cars.When there was no traffic about, she all but ran over the road into the shadows by the houses on the.