"Uhm excuse meladies, but I need to get off in just a minute," he stammered awkwardly.Shayla and Jenny both looked at each other, then at Mark and sta...tedlaughing. "That's a good one sissy, I bet with that cage locked aroundyour little dick you won't get off anytime soon, certainly not in just aminute," Jenny said which only extended the laughter, especially afterthe saw Marks face turn beet red. This was exactly the reason he hadn'twanted to interrupt."Well, what are you waiting for, close. Carl squirted baby oil all over her butt as he took off his suit. He had a very nice sized dick. It wasn't as big as James's but still it must have been a good 7 and a half inches. It wasn't as thick as James's either. A good thing for my wife. "Does your husband ever fuck your pretty ass?" he asked."No," she answered, "I have wished he would but he's too timid for that." I was shocked. Why hadn't she told me? I would've been glad to ass-fuck her. But now it looked as though the privilege of. ," she said lightly.Randy gaped at her in amazement. "Really?" he gasped, "You really mean you'll do it?" Of course!" she said, "Now we'd better get out of here before Daddy comes looking for me. We'll have to stop by my place so I can pack some things."They slipped out the back door and hopped into Randy's Chevrolet and zoomed off into the night.An hour later, the maroon Chevvy pulled up in front of the Bates Motel, ten miles outside of town, and a very good-looking couple hopped out, hand in. Your clothing... you are the man that killed Threm!" His voice became even more frightened, hardly even coherent."I will be the man that killed Iega if you don't calm down!" I threatened.He swallowed twice then nodded once again."Good," I said, "Now, what are you doing out here all alone?" I... I was in the camp when you killed Threm." He swallowed again before continuing, "We ran... to find Broc. What else could we do? A spear that kills without a man... and... and... sticks that fly with the.