" We can do better than that. Let's set up a webcam and give her a live performance." God, imagine the look on her face when she sees that," Nina said... grinning. "She always loved watching us. But it'll have to wait, big brother. No more fucking for now. We've got to get washed and dressed."Sam gave an exaggerated groan of disappointment. "You never let me have any fun." Poor, deprived Sam, how you suffer," she laughed. "Come on. I'll run us a bath." She put down the tablet, stood up and went. Twelve cylinder coupe. It’s got forty eight–‘ He interrupted himself and laughed. ‘You don’t want to hear all engineering specs, do you?’ ‘I want to ride up to your beach house,’ she said, wrapping her hands around his upper arm and brushing her head against his shoulder. She was not short but he was taller than her. She liked that, too. ‘Right,’ he said. ‘We want to get there before sunset. Don’t worry. The Virage can do it. It’s got forty-eight valves.’ He laughed at himself for not being. That was when he noticed the Tabasco! Eyes bulging, he put the glass down and looked around for something to put the fire out. Malcolm laughed.“Don’t worry, they grow on you. Don’t drink so much next time.” He sipped his own drink approvingly until Jason calmed. He held his glass out and said, “A toast!”It took Jason a moment to realize his role in the small drama. Picking his drink up, he held it towards Malcolm. “What do we toast to?”Malcolm clinked his glass against his counterpart’s, and. His fingers press painfully into her sides as he tightens his abs and thrusts, meeting with a split second of resistance before spearing through her slick ring of muscle. A roar of triumph sounds from his lips and he wrecks her insides, his thick member sliding through the natural lubrication Zane left behind.“Who likes sloppy seconds now, Bennyboy?” Zane gasps, still fighting for breath. “Fucking bastard.”Berry isn’t listening though. He bores into Baby Blue’s tight ass like a bull in a china.