" he stopped and waited," Matt, I'm sorry about the jaw, but you know how it is. It's fight to win or stay on the porch. Old man, you just piss me off... Roger, I'm going to enjoy killing you as much as you've enjoyed hurting me with your toy."They all stood staring at a man tied hand and foot, outnumbered three to one, and now making a bold statement," Untie me, and I'll let you live."Matt started toward the ropes. He may have been a big, dumb shit, but he knew the truth when he heard it."Stop!. Soon I had my hand in between her wet pussy lips and was rubbing her clit all from behind her. She was getting hot, a few times I hit the clit just right and her legs clamped down on my hand. She said lets head back toward our motel, I need to find a hard cock to finish me off. Walking up the steps to the pool I let my hand fall out from her wetness because all the lights by the pool where to bright to be sneeky. There where about thirty people in and around the pool, most of that thirty where. It came — the tirade she seemed to revel in. I just stared at her thinking I nearly died this morning and all she could do was try to belittle me. I looked at my wife who sat there saying nothing thinking how insane it was for her to allow it. All I wanted at that moment was for my wife to act like she cared one bit about me and tell her mother to shut up. On and on she went for a few more minutes when my wife suddenly told her to quit. I was shocked because she had never done that before. I. "Lauren laughed. "Shut up!" she said, "Diesel isn't that good." Yeah," Jimmy said. "He can't shoot, he can't run, but he's like a bull, he hustles. He'll throw his body at you whenever you're in the paint. It doesn't matter if you're kicking him in the balls, he'll go grab that rebound, and dunk it even with your elbow in his face." What about Peanut, then?" Lauren said. "He can't shoot either, and he's so small." Wait until you see him without his pants."Lauren and Vanessa both bent down.