Shall we call the police? I mean, it’s anonymous isn’t it? you don’t have to give your real name and address do you?”“I don’t think so, lo...k, let’s just forget about it. What if he finds out we told on him, he might know a few people who would love nothing more than to come round here and cause us all sorts of trouble”.“Yes, that’s true, I didn’t think of that”. She kept looking out at his house, even though he’d ridden away. “I bet he’s on his way to the town centre again, to spend the whole. I’d been quite turned on in the morning over breakfast when we were both in nightclothes so she had no bra on and as it was obvious her nipples were hard as they stood up beautifully, but I said nothing. Suddenly I started coughing quite badly, I don't know why, I just did. Then I stopped coughing and lay back thinking that it was good it was over and hoped it hadn't disturbed Angela. At that moment the door opened about a foot and Angela's head popped though and she said, "Are you all right?". How did I let myself go like that? I was an insane monster. I look back and I just want to crawl under a rock and die.”Doug had tears falling down his cheeks. “You too? I remember ... before Carol died, Frida was so disgusted with me, she dared me to rape her too. I just laughed at her and checked out more women from the pussy barn. Frida was powerless to stop me.” Doug was referring to his former girlfriend. He cried softly, “Why didn’t I listen?!”“Do you know Frida is married to Mark. After multiple convulsions, she broke away from the kiss and turned so our eyes met. "Don't look at me," she pleaded as she slumped against her brother. It was a pointless request though. The last thing I was going to do was stop.When Steve pulled his fingers out of her dripping cunt, it stayed slightly open. She panted with relief as he worked on undoing his own zipper. She gasped in surprise when Steve's cock sprung out of his pants and slapped against her sopping cunt. He guided it with his.