Now the last one, yeah, Carl unconsciously rubbed himself. A snooty redhead, one of his favorites. He had held the knife to her until he got her safel... tied up. He had cut her clothing off till he could push two fingers up her. It got her spread eagle body ready for him. She had begged and pleaded with him. He loved that. He got so hard listening to them. All the excuses, he didn't care, just more reasons to fuck them. That redhead, he had crammed his cock up her ass. He had been so tempted to. He smiled widely and said I sure looked good enough to eat to which I only smiled in return. Then he suggested we have a drink and we moved to a bar inside that mall. He ordered us a martini, (my favorer drink) that I usually only drink with my husband because this powerful drink can eradicate my inhibitions and I assumed Gene had told Zee what to order. Facing each other sitting on bar stools in a low lit area, those martinis soon eliminated any objection to his hand slipped up my thigh and. He said it again . This time he pulled her hair and spanked her harder . She started saying yes, yes give me that big dick. I shot a load right there. It stayed hard cause he was fucking her so good. I think she forgot I was there. She started screaming oh fuck, omg. It was like she was in another zone. She had so many orgasm's I lost count. Out of no were she was like stop stop. So I was like wtf. She said stop I think I gotta pee. My mouth was wide open because I knew what that meant.. .. a lot. I can't stop imagining what it would be like to be with my brother ... I'm kinda thinking I want to..."Lauren grinned, giggled. "Soon, then? We can make sure you get some privacy if you want it..."Lauren felt butterflies at the thought that she might actually go through with it. "Yeah ... that'd be good..." Just tell me when." Ok..."Gene sat restlessly at a small oceanside cafe just south of Rabat, Tunisia, still a few hours out of Marrakesh. Holly had wanted to stop off and attempt.