Her kneeling down beside another woman. A close up of her mouth opening for a cock to push right in. The music gained more tempo. The long shots were ...horter, more flashes inter-spaced them. Leanne and the blonde staring up at the camera with mouths open. Like two chicks in a nest. Leannes breasts bouncing to a regular rhythm. Leanne taking a cock out of the blondes mouth and putting it into her own. Leannes pussy, spread open. A long pan of Leanne and the blonde on their knees on the couch,. "Now I said you wanna see some real pussy or not? I'm not going to ask you again," she said still holding my aching nuts firmly in her hand. "Y-yeah," I stammered feebly, awed and intimidated by her all the while my dick was getting so hard at the thought of seeing Barbara naked that I thought that it was going to break off in her hand. "Yeah I bet you would, I bet you would." she mumbled as she rose from the couch and looked over at my sister Cara still sitting on the floor watching T.V. and. The timing of the conversations and the depth made us closer than most. We talked about life and what made us happy. When we got to Daytona we got a motel room with a view of the strip and a large pool. The parties were already started and we blended right in. There were waiters with drinks being passed about and a band playing a wide variety of cover music from Kid Rock to AC~DC. There were a lot of smells in the air from the grilling of food to the suntan lotions to the raw sweat of humans. I didn’t even ask whose card it was. I knew for sure that it wasn’t hers. ‘So the cops aren’t going to stop us leaving?’ I asked. ‘They are waiting for the Detectives to come up from Atlanta. They keep asking questions but no big deal yet.’ she replied. ‘That’s going to change, when the heavy hitters get here,’ I said. ‘So how do you feel?’ she asked on the drive back to the house. ‘I feel okay, they gave me something for the pain and that was the big issue. Burns are the most painful.