Brenda knew that the loss of Cal was eating away at him."Ron, you can't blame yourself for Cal's death," she said, "The plane crash wasn't your fault....They took their time eating and talked and just enjoyed being together.After they finished breakfast they walked slowly back to the motel.As they neared the motel they saw two men in a car outside of their motel room. Ron knew who they were. He walked up and introduced himself to them and they got out of the car and showed him their. I took off her churdidhar pants in a flash and tore her black panties and started licking her well shaved pussy and she moaned like “aaaagh, fuck me sachin, lick my cunt, aaagh lick it u bastard..” finally she squirted on my face and i tasted every bit of it.And then she removed my underwear and t-shirt where we both were naked and and she started sucking my 7 inch monster cock and after 15 minutes i shot my cum into her throat and she sucked like a fucking whore. Well after some foreplay i had. "What the fuck are you?" "I'm a fuckin' piece of shit whore" I heard Carmen reply "A fuckin' worthless cunt whore" she added as Bob pulled her up more and started slapping her tits. "I love watching Bob beat her fuckin' tits" Edna suddenly said aloud. I looked at Edna who was now mashing her own tits hard, pulling on her nipples and twisting them hard. "Beat my fuckin' tits" she said to me "Beat them hard" she added as she positioned herself facing me. I was totally ready to comply and across. That’s when the fun started. I got in and tried to turn it over. I had to check a few times that the key I was using was for my car. It fit in, and it turned. Why was the car not turning on. I pulled the lever for the hood and got out. John was still next to his car when it started. Not the car. My rage! I started kicking the shit out of the car. John snuffed out his cigarette and hustled over to me. He looked in and saw what I saw; most of the engine was missing. John called for a tow truck.