It spoiled his income, and he's pissed."I looked at her angry face. "You really have it in for these people." They killed my mother, and they've been ...rying to kill me. They believe that their enemies have to be physically destroyed. It's a religion and a drug to them, and they actually like killing people." That's sick."She nodded. "They have all sorts of euphemisms for it. We know Stalin was a mass-murderer, but a lot of people don't believe Lenin was. He liked repression and killing just for. I fell on top of Jill, spent, the rubber dildo still deep in my ass. Brenda pulled the dildo out and took it off. "It's my turn now Jack," she said laying back spread wide. I pulled out of Jill and showed her my limp cock. "That's okay, you'll just have to use something else." She was looking at my hand. "That's right, Jack. Fist fuck me." I lubricated my hand with the Slippery Stuff and worked in three fingers, then four. She wriggled on my fingers. "C'mon Jack, give me the whole thing." I. We had figured out that as long as they remained quiet no one would know that they were window peeking. I had also arranged some left over building supplies, a pile of bricks and a lumber platform for them to stand on so they could easily look in the window. I also left each of them a note and a pair of Jill’s used satin bikini panties. The note basically said here are two of Jill’s recently worn panties for each of you to rub your cocks with and cum on, just load them up until the crotch is. She had said she was flying back to university on the following Thursday so my time and chances were limited. I gave her until Wednesday. I knew George had been scheduled to leave Tuesday night."Amanda?" I whispered hoarsely down the line, trying to disguise my voice and pass for the twit of a boyfriend she had. I was sitting on my motorcycle in her driveway. It was noon hour Wednesday and I'd just left my Chemistry class."Yes... who's calling? Is that you George? Where are you? Did you get.