I picked up my shoes and walked to them, and dropped the chairs on the ground. I started to unfold them, but Martha said, "Put the lotion on first, St...ven! Hurry! You can get sunburned out here before you know it!"Ronnie smirked and kidded, "Get undressed. Come on, it's so perfect out. Here, use up my lotion first." She handed me her bottle of Coppertone. I looked at it, and looked down at my clothed body. The moment of truth had arrived. Courageously, I removed my shirt and then unzipped and. What was happening? Real men, real husbands don't let their wives have sex with other men, I thought. What if my friends found out? What about my family? No one would understand. Suddenly I thought about Jim. Would he tell anyone that he fucked my wife while I stood by and watched...and wanked no less? My thoughts were dizzying and I was nauseous as I looked toward the center of the room again. At first I could not see her but then I realized that Cynthia was sandwiched between Cole and surfer. Juan shook his head slowly as tears gathered in his eyes. ‘It was more than that… they threatened to KILL them if I didn’t do what they said. They had pictures of Mama and Rosita proving that they had someone following them. They gave me the flash drive, told me to make sure the data got into Mrs. Seldon’s laptop and to download those personnel files and had me drop the flash drive in an envelope in the mailbox of a house on Dogwood Drive in Congress Heights the next day. So I did what they. I want a prick in me so much I can almost taste it!"As if in answer to the woman's prayers, a car pulled up in front of the house."They're here," Gerta said softly, racing over to the window."Oh my god, Gerta, I think I'm going to faint!" she moaned. "You let them in."But now Gerta began to catch her mother's nervousness. Her heart began to race. She felt a warm trickle flow from her cunt, dripping slowly down her thighs. Peeking through the curtains, she saw Frankie Barker get out.Good Lord,.