When he finally made it home it was close to midnight but he couldn’t even think about sleep. He decided to drive back out to a park that he and Ama...da used to spend time at. It was pitch black, but he wanted to be alone. He found a spot in the grass, plopped down and held his head in his hands. After another half hour of crying and feeling sorry for himself Justin figured it was about time to head back. He looked up, just in time to see a car’s headlights shining in the distance. He looked. “Oh?”“Gillian Marshall. And Karen. They’re both ... fond of you, you know.”I didn’t know what she was getting at, so I just nodded.“How about another cup of coffee?”“Um ... yes, please. That’d be great.”I decided I needed to get away and think. Clear my mind, that sort of thing. So Friday morning I provisioned Tranquillity, and cast off late morning. I spent the night in Pyefleet Creek, and made it up to Hamford Water Saturday afternoon. I stayed there, quiet. Listening to the natural sounds –. Whether it was the alcohol fizzing in her veins or the erotic sensations buzzing through her body, Elaine knew not, but she simply followed the impulse to pull Ali on top of her, take the phone in one hand and pull her head down with the other to smother her face with hot kisses. Alison submitted to the embrace with alacrity, crushing Eli's superb tits in both hands, wrapping their legs together to press her clit into her slit."Fuck me darling." Elaine breathed into the phone. "Suck my big. She rubs her legs together the sensation overwhelming her. Finally I relent. Sliding the brush down her body. Bristles to skin, rasping across her smooth tummy. When the pitiless brush reaches her pussy again I spin it around. With no warning I shove the smooth wooden handle up her wet cunt. Abby squeals and reaches down, grabbing my hand. Her body shuddering as another orgasm takes her. She pushes at my hand. Desperate to be fucked. With a grin I thrust the brush in and out of her quivering.