Kissing Frank on the cheek, Erin said, "It's worth it, Frank. You can make me sore anytime you want to-as long as you do it the way you did last night... and this morning; and this afternoon." Gee, what did you guys do?" Brad asked and then he giggled.Erin looked Brad right in the eye and replied, "We fucked our brains out! If Frank's dick is as sore as my pussy is, he won't be able to pee for a couple of days without it hurting."The six of us broke up and laughed until our sides hurt. I knew how. Who are the three new goons working for you?’ Armestead bristled at the use of that hated nickname. Holding his temper, he said, ‘I’m sorry, what three men are you referring to?’ Laughing, Sheriff Reilly said, ‘Come on Bobby, stop the charade. Three new thugs out of Detroit arrived within the past two days and have spent the better part of yesterday and this morning searching the valley for something or someone, maybe like Geoff McKenzie. I’m talking about one rather large individual known as. The avaricious guy grasped the whole pussy as if it were a precious fruit, then slid down her short and there she was in her thong by herself. This made him to set in motion, seeing her in such tiny garment; turned her around facing him, against the car hood, and jammed his penis through Maria´s cunt to the deep end. Her pant had first been pulled aside and she could see the stranger’s rod now sliding in and out. This made her to moan loudly, for this guy was fucking her brains out. The guy. She also had lots of slutty make up on. She also told me she wasn’t wearing any panties.Phil arrived and we had a glass of wine and Fiona asked him what was his favourite video. He handed me a bag and in it was a silky black pair of panties, a white thong and a black bra and said they were Amy’s. I sniffed the panties and could smell her pussy juices. I found the video and started playing it. They sat next to each other on the sofa and I sat on an armchair watching them. Fiona’s skirt had risen.