“Stop it!”, Kimberly chided. Adam overheard the giggling and there was a short convoluted two way conversation between Helen and Adam, with Kimbe...ly in the middle. “Here you go, speakerphone”, Kimberly said in mock disgust, “Adam, this is Helen, the girl who fucked me last night, Helen this is Adam, the man who fucked me the night before. Can you two decide what I am doing tonight between the pair of you while I take a shower?” “Hey Helen!” “Hey Adam!” “She’s awesome, isn’t she?” “Yeah,. But my most prized possession, a picture of mygrandparents on their wedding day, had been torn into pieces. Mygrandmother looked so ravishing that day in that amazing dress, and nowthat picture was ruined forever.Of course there was little time to lament with a crowd of pissed off menstaring at me in the face, daring me to try and get past them to go upand see my room. I was truly frightened when the name calling began andthey slowly moved towards me, like a line of angry storm troopers. His cock jumped once more when he realized I was bound to the bed. For the first time I was noticing how well endowed he was, the head of it looked like it could tear my insides apart from the sheer thickness of it. After standing at the entrance of my bedroom for what seemed like an eternity, he finally started to approach me. Climbing on the bed, he positioned himself between my open thighs, I closed my eyes, just enjoying his weight on top of me. They quickly shot open as I felt four. And I’d gotten the same impression when the agent’s husband joined in. The link ... the confidence ... between them was obvious enough to convince me that this was absolutely not the first scene they’d made together.The movie critics call it chemistry when two actors really hit it off. These three had chemistry in spades.The sex scenes between Atlanta and her boyfriend (before he wound up dead), the blonde, and the gang leader? Nope, those couplings, the emotional link was missing.I wasn’t.