I retrieved her purse and as I returned back with it, her cell phone played its stupid tune. It startled me, but for a moment it gave her hope... I fished it out to see if the display showed a name. 'Johnny boy. Who's Johnny boy?' She thought fast and then too fast. 'He's coming to pick me up. He's my boyfriend.' 'He is? Why? You car's out back.' She seemed surprised I knew but still she was fast on her toes. 'He knows I don't like driving in this. “Betsy!”The scream shook Betsy out of her thoughts. She stopped shoving her hands into the dirt. Anguish at the thought of having killed someone overwhelmed her. She started pounding the sand in front of her, in anger and frustration. She wanted to damn that man for what he tried to do, and what his death was doing to her.“Betsy!”Betsy collapsed unconscious on the sand.Sally stood over her with tears streaming down her cheeks. She knelt down and put her arms under Betsy. She tried to lift the. She spoke to me softly and I had giggled again and then got up on my hands and knees. The camera was filming from the rear and it was a truly obscene view of my buttocks and my swollen vulva. I could see a thin trail of the slime that Kevin had shot into my vagina. It was clinging to my labia and some of it had begun to slide down one thigh.I watched in disgust as I inched up and began to insert my head up under Kyra's skirt. She held it down carefully to avoid giving her brother's an eyeful. I. He kissed, licked,and nibbled her ears. He then kissed his way down her neck. As he rolled on top of Ann's body, he took a tit into each hand and squeezed. He placed a kiss on her chest between her small tits and promptly began giving her a large hickey. She arched her back and pushed her chest up as Jason gently squeezed both tits and continued to firmly suck the flesh on her chest into his mouth. He soon released the suction on her chest and kissed the bright red hickey that remained.