. And then her skirt and panties. Lesa told us to stop. So we did. We were all so worried that it was all over. As excited as we were, we still backed...off if a girl told us to. As we stood there wondering what was going to happen next, Lesa sat back on a lounge chair and spread her legs! She knew axactly what sort of power she had over us! We all stood there with our eyes popping out at the first sight of a real life pussy!! It looked sooooo fucking good ! I am sure we were all salivating! The. .?" Yep."Carly wasted no time, other than a short moment to hug Sam and repeatedly whisper 'thank you' into her ear. In less than twenty seconds, she was down on the kitchen counter, completely topless and staring at Sam lustfully."Wow… You want this bad, huh?" An eager nod was the only answer she got. Feeling her heart pounding, Sam leaned in and kissed Carly's left nipple.* * *Sam Puckett wasn't the first person to get under Carly's bra. That honour belonged to Griffin, her not-quite-so-bad. The article indicated that a house in the Sheffield subdivision belonging to the family of a Mr. Harvey Bland had been broken into while the homeowner was there. Fortunately, his wife and children were out of the house for the afternoon and evening.Police would not give many details about the case, but they did say that it looked like the homeowner, Harvey Bland, had been surprised by two masked men entering the house in the broad daylight of the late afternoon through the patio door--which. He spoke softly to the others in French. They fanned out to search everything. "My name is Marcel; Marcel Okoye. The others here are fellow soldiers in our fight for freedom." Zoë watched as one of the men set up her laptop and went through it. Another took their cell phones and went through everything. She could see them going through their luggage and clothes. They came back and laid the passports, credit cards and cell phones on the dining table. They spoke in a mixture of creole and.