On the 3rd day, I got up in the afternoon and realized I was alone in the room. My friend wasn’t there. I thought maybe he got up early and sitting ...utside in the hall or maybe talking to his mother or sister in the other bedroom. I got up, used the washroom, and went out. was sitting in the bedroom. I went inside and asked her about everyone. She informed me that my friend was out for some documentation work. Uncle had left for his office, and my friend’s sister went to. Perhaps they were both too horny, they looked at the face and saw the fault as a fleshy, stone female pudendum, and the piece of rock on the ground looked, in the dim light, for all the world like a stone phallus. They looked at each other and suddenly found themselves pulling each other’s clothes off. They were dirty, sweat stained and dusty but it didn’t matter, they were just unable to stop this time.Mary had persuaded herself that she wasn’t so worried about sex but Marie had noticed how. Fingers trembling I punch in the number. It rings and after a couple of moments Sam's voice answered "hello" What to say ? Play it cool ? "You left a message to ring you" "You dirty old cunt !" replied Sam's voice. As much as she might try for the dominatrix growl she couldn't quite pull it off. "So you like watching ladies play with themselves, do you ?" "Errr no .... errr yes .... " "I bet you'd love to ram your cock up me ..... you dirty old cunt !" She's really getting into this I. Once at at the doors they all noticed that the clouds they noticed earlier when they had arrived had greatly increased and now they were dumping water."Crap, we'll have to make a run for it," cried Susan. And with that they threw up their hoods and dashed into the parking lot. All four of them sprinted to the SUV, splashing in puddles, getting soaked. Once at the car, Sam dug for his keys which caused them to get even more drenched. By the time he fished them out and got the doors open, they.