“You aren’t the Sheriff!” George complained that Lori wasn’t in charge.“Tie the prisoners to the trees,” Franklin repeated Lori’s instru...tion and George made me stand up against the tree with my hands cuffed behind my back while Manny tied me to the tree.In the meantime, Crystal used this moment to escape and run away but she did so like a horse. I was excited to see her escape the cowboys.“My horse! It is getting away!” George quickly ran her down and “rode” her back by making her walk back. 'A repairman, ' he wondered, for all his friends drove more expensive vehicles, like Hummers and BMW's, Caddy's and Mercedes. He checked the plates and finding the doors open, looked at the registration. 'Now who the hell is Aimee Finnical?' he thought, then smiled. 'Alice has a new friend. Well this should be interesting, ' and let himself in the front door.As he entered the living room he saw the two unfinished drinks on the table and another next to the armchair. "Hmmm, three people? Now. I let out a loud gasp as my breasts bounce free. He opens his jeans and drops them to his ankles, letting his now rock-hard cock spring free inches from my face. It is hard and throbbing and beautiful, so big. I open my mouth for him but he hesitates. “What do you want, baby?” he asks. “Tell me.” I look up at him and whisper, “I want to suck your cock.” Then, looking back at the throbbing pole, “Please. I want to suck it.” I lean forward and lick the head, tasting the salty wet drop at the end.. Martin dashed to the car and retrieved a small soft-sided suitcase. “I’ll set it in the bedroom,” he said.“Put it in the bathroom,” she replied. “I’d like to freshen up a bit. Go ahead and use the bathroom first.”Martin sat on his sofa and watched Irene disappear into the bathroom. After a while she returned to the sofa, now wearing a short, sheer nightgown. It was styled with a satin bodice and black gauze skirting that was open in the front. The hem came a short distance down from her hips..