I even thought about calling in sick, the Friday we were to go off on the team-building, but I didn't know what to say to Alec. I was so worried he'd ...tart asking why I didn't want to go.We arrived in Dorset, the whole coachload of us. I stuck with Jenny, avoided Declan all I could. I was determined I wouldn't speak with him the whole weekend, if I could avoid it. The first night there was nothing. We were drinking till late, but I managed to stay in a little covert in the hotel bar chatting to. "She looked at Isaac and Thomas wrestling in the dirt."What do you think of them? Are they being bad boys?"Addie shrugged. "They're being boys." Are you scared of them?" No, silly."Bill said to the grown-ups, "So maybe girls start out being OK with boy tussling until we teach them it's bad?" It's bad?"Bill looked at Alison, who answered. "No, honey, we're just doing grown-up talk. It's bad if they hurt each other." Oh," said Addie, who gave her father a big kiss on the cheek, wriggled down, and. Probing for the entrance to Mom’s cunny with his sensitive tip.“Having trouble finding the target?” quipped Dad.“Naw ... just give him a minute ... he’s just sniffing out that tight little hole, is all ... Where are ya? ... Where are ya, little darlin’?” he asked in a sing-song voice.Mom’s sudden inhalation and sharp movement signaled that the game of cat and mouse had ended.“There we are! ... Took him awhile, but that ol’ hound dog finally found what he was looking for.”Jack paused with his. After a lust-fogged eternity, he suddenly withdrew his cock and stepped back. "On your knees, whore!" he hissed through gritted teeth. Charlene was so weak from all the abuse that it took quite some effort to comply. With his feet, he kicked her knees apart. His hand reached into her thick hair and he yanked her head back. He slapped his cock across her upturned face, and she came again, just from being on her knees, seeing his massive form towering over her. She felt so dirty, so nasty, being.