"He questions, "What about Maria?"I bend down, look at the pile and say, "I think she's under Jennifer."We hear a voice...Present – Maria – Under ...he pileI hear Linus and yell, "Did the guys get the bastard?"He yells, "What bastard?"Jens yells, "Yeah, what bastard?"I struggle to move so I can breathe and say, "Some bastard ran toward Jens and wouldn't stop, so Matt and Jim fired at him."I continue, "Now, can you get me out from under this pile?"Jack orders, "Maria you and Jennifer have to be. "I don't want your fingers," she said. "I need your cock." He groaned when she said that. Quickly he stood up behind her. Then his hard cock was pressing against her flesh. He guided it between her thighs and thrust forward, raking it across her wet pussy. Ariel reached between her legs and stroked him before guiding him to her hole. The head lodged against her opening and he pushed, entering her with one swift stroke. His hands grabbed her hips and he began to pound her, fucking her hard.. "BIG! He he! I'll text you a picture of it this afternoon. Now stop interupting me and go to work." She laughed.I grinned and kissed her unpainted lips, taking the opertunity to tweak a nipple which earned my a playful slap! "I'll text you later. Let you know how many times he's fucked me!" She laughed as I went down the stairs. "Any no wanking off or else!" She added giggling!The morning at work was intolerable! I couldn't concentrate! I had a near perminant erection!At midday a text arrived. ” He sighed. “I suppose you had better come along with me.” “Yes,” she said, suddenly fighting the violent urge to pee. She watched as he unbuckled his belt, withdrew it from the loops of his jeans. “Hands in front.” She held her wrists together and he bound her tightly with the leather. “It's better with the belt.” “Yes,” she said. He led Melanie with the belt, pulling her from the sidelines toward a squat athletic office near the bleachers. It looked like a bunker; built of unpainted.