"Holy fucking shit!" screamed Brandi's maid of honor, Beth. "What the hell just happened?"That seemed to open the floodgates and the girls all started...crying and carrying on as a crowd began to form. A cop car appeared within minutes. An ambulance was close behind. The cops questioned me, Marge, the girls, and the limo driver, who had seen the entire altercation. All the stories were the same. It was pretty obvious that we were not the perpetrators. It was almost three AM before we were allowed. Samantha pushed back against my finger and she wiggled and writhed around on the desk. As I was fingering her asshole, I removed the tape around her head. She muttered under her breath as her mouth was now free. My free hand went down on her juicy cunt. I massaged her clit as she started to struggle, trying to prevent a nearer orgasm. As I shoved three fingers in her wet cunt, I felt my own pussy starting to get wet. That sensual mature lady had aroused me and I was closer to orgasm as she. He didn’t care if he was in the south. He hated the sickly sweet tea commonly offered as a drink by (it seemed) everyone who served tea. After drinking several large swallows of the tea he sighed contentedly, refilled his glass and walked out onto the deck to rest a moment and read his mail before he made his lunch and began his work in the garden.Tom sorted the mail and opened the most important envelope first. The return address was from the Department of the Army, although he knew it was. She’d introduced Anna to first a counsellor, and then eventually to the doctor who had been prescribing the hormones. She was desperately saving up for the surgery to take the final step, but it seemed an impossible target. Anna was a virgin. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had an erection. She supposed she must have as a teenager, but was fairly sure she’d never come through wanking. Even as a teenager, she’d been excited by masturbating her anus with a variety of.