The girls hadn’t rehearsed anything nor planned anything at all, but they suspected that no matter what they did, the guys wouldn’t complain.Ameli... and Jess turned to each other. Amelia leaned in to whisper in Jess’ ear.“Let’s make this good!”Amelia pulled Jess close, tightly against her body; she wrapped her arms around Jess’ waist. Jess put her own arms around the back of Amelia’s neck.Amelia’s breasts squished against Jess’ as they embraced. Jess was slightly taller and leaned over just. Once again her back arched up, but in pain, as he laughed deviously, and she attempted to scream thru the soggy fabric balled up in her mouth. “Good! Got your attention again. My slutty princess drifted off there for a bit after cumming so hard. I mean my god look at this!”He said this as he petted her drenched, tired and raw sex. He ran his fingers up thru the sticky wet folds of her pussy and then placed those fingers under her nose. He then rubbed the residue of her exploded cunt around her. If they are just average folks, I'm sure they aren't too surprised by old man Martinelli being arrested. The Martinelli in Costa Rica is not officially dead yet. He's just missing, the same as his men."Wanda said, "You did get off on the wrong foot by putting Poppa and all his associates out of business. Although I wasn't there when it happened, the guys at the station all believe you made a hell of an impression on the mob community. You even came back from the dead to help bring down that. Why? Alison moved closer, looking up at him, smiling. Her eyes were wide, her lips were slightly parted, and she seemed to be breathing hard. Her hand again squeezed his softly. Tom took another deep breath. What the hell? What harm was there in a friendly good night kiss? He bent and did just that, totally unprepared for what happened next. When their lips met, fire and feelings flashed through him with an urgency unlike anything he had felt in a long, long time. Alison pressed against him,.