"He stayed behind with Pete," he answered. "We've got a nice fire going. Are you guys cold? Why don't you come along with us?"Karen and Heather looked...at each other, confused as hell. Nobody seemed to care that almost every one was naked and no one, besides themselves, had made any effort to hide their privates ... this was really weird.Lisa then joined in the discussion. "Very well ... I think that's an excellent idea. If you guys would give us a hand to hang out our sleeping bags to dry while. This time however, I tasted the source of my week-long lust for Kayla. The flavor of her pussy was even better without the cock. Her asshole, while sweaty and musky like Liam’s, smelled faintly of flowery perfume. Now, all three of us were moaning in ecstasy.I continued as long as they let me. I felt two muscular hands pull me back from my sister. I turned just in time to see Liam’s delectable penis bob in my direction.“You got her ready, now it’s my turn. Suck it, bitch.”I felt. “With all that in hand, I persuaded the police to lift the arrest and free you immediately.”“I’m not worried about that,” I said urgently. “I’m worried about Summer ... Charlotte Kennedy. She was with me when Murdoch took us.”She pursed her lips and her voice grew sympathetic. “Miss Kennedy suffered a sexual assault. When she was brought to the hospital, the staff used a rape kit and established that she had undergone violent intercourse, and that, along with her severe bruising, has. He didn't have an answer for that one.Charlene raised her eyes to his and slowly uncrossed her long legs. She kicked off the flat thongs she'd been wearing and then raised her legs up and folded them till she was sitting cross-legged on the love seat. Her sweet little slit stared at Derek from across the low coffee table. Fringed with light, downy red hairs, the lips themselves glistening with the dew of her arousal, her gash looked like it was on fire -- a firebox."Don't you like it now?" she.