From the neck down it was a black turtleneck, black tights, black knit gloves, even black soft-soled slippers.Thanks to thrift shops I looked like som...thing out of a low-budget action flick.I was a shadow.I was a ghost.I was scared shitless.In exactly fifteen minutes a battalion of police and federal agents, looking like robo-cops, all swaddled in nice safe bulletproof vests and helmets, were going to execute a no-knock warrant and take down this snake-pit, hopefully without killing anyone.. Past experience had told her that at this stage must men made their excuses and never phoned her back, '' Well John I have to sort a few things out but when was you thinking'' She would have to ask her Mum to babysit again and she thought best not mention the girls just yet as she wasn't sure if they would get on. ''I was thinking may be tonight Janet'' Pause '' I'm free and wouldn't mind a drink or bite to eat'' He was trying to keep it easy casual but he was desperate to get his pleasure off. They were both in tears. He said, “I loved you! What does Ace mean to you? What do you mean to him?” He let her go. She coughed. He told her to call Ace for a ride. Joel got in his car alone and left her there. Leila was a mess. She called Ace. He took her to his older brother’s apartment. Leila, in so much distress, crying over her loss, was coaxed into sipping whiskey and smoking marijuana. Then Ace did what he always did. He told her not to think about “all that shit!” and he took her to bed. She grasped my throbbing tool and gave it a few soft strokes and said with a deep throaty voice, just four words; “Bobby, fuck me now!”I quickly threw a blanket and a couple of pillows on the grassy floor of my tent. Carla was one her back with her legs spread wide. Her swollen clit and sopping wet pussy was wide open for my pounding piece of solid flesh. But first, I wanted to taste her once again. Knowing, from the other night, that she enjoyed getting eaten as much as her sister, I needed.