"You have 20 minutes to get back here with one of your little friends, she has to be of cooking age with a valid cunt tag or you go back in that roast...ng pan" she said waving her knife around for dramatic effect, "Also if your not back in 20 minutes with or without your little friend I will report you as run away meat, and you know what they do to them" she added with a sadistic laugh.Jessica had been told about the terrible way in witch the processing plants and the meat agencies treated run. " Maggie smiles, as we watch Christina rowing like a wild woman, slamming her pussy down hard against the pulsating rubber cock. Maggie leans forward, placing her hands on my chest and starts a steady rhythm, undulating her hips as she rocks back and forth. Fuck! Between Christina parading around the house nude, working up a sweat on the fucking machine and Maggie riding my cock, I'm ready to burst in no time. "I'm afraid I'm not going to last very long." I tell Maggie, apologetically."No. “You neither,” I returned. “Both of you.”“I’m the quiet one,” Brindy said. “Deena, how do you fit?”“I’m the precocious daughter,” Deena quipped.Bill introduced us to Mister Dave. I called him that.“Just Dave, please,” he said.I introduce Bill to Carlita and Brindy. We sit down, grab a couple of appetizers for the table. And drinks. That’s kind of laughable. The guys are the only ones old enough to order alcohol. Each of them gets a mug of beer. We all get soft drinks. And the conversation. I climbed off Kelly and lay down beside her as slowly calmed. I cuddled with Kelly and rubbed her belly as her panting slowed to normal breaths. I kissed her shoulder as I rubbed my steely cock against her back side. I was horny as hell and ready to bury my cock in her hot, velvety pussy.Her breathing returned to a quiet in and out as she recovered."Kelly?" I inquired as I kissed her neck. No response. "Kelly? Are you ready for me?" Still no response. I pulled myself up on one elbow and looked.