For his sake, Dean had to forget about Evie sooner or later. Dean was about to call Evie again when he heard a scream outside. His heart thudded with...fear as he grabbed his gun off the top of the refrigerator and ran outside. To his left he saw a man running away, and to his right he found Evie slouched over, crying. Dean picked her up in his arms, and carried her inside. She was crying uncontrollably as Dean dialed 911. He hung up the phone after he talked to the operator and kneeled down in. Greg slipped his hands down to her ass. The time for finesse was passed. With one hand he grabbed the back of her panties and pulled them tightly between his stepsister’s ass cheeks. This had the effect of pulling the material tightly against Marcia’s lust engorged clit. She gasped as the satin rubbed roughly against her sex.With his other hand he snaked a finger into her pussy. Marcia’s juices made her snatch slick with her lust. Once his finger was well coated with her juices he slowly. I was now as hard as I’d ever been. I started to lean over and he leaned back, knowing what I wanted to do. “Yeah. That’s it.”I kissed the tip. His precum coated my lips. Tremors of hunger shook my body from head to toe. I was extremely eager now. He moaned loudly upon my first lick. The movie playing on his television now showed the same thing happening. I watched it a bit and took inspiration. I licked slowly down his shaft to his impressive balls. He’d been saving a load for a week according. He asked could he fuck me again. Slurping on his cock I mumbled if he was at the corner next Friday at about the same time and I hadn't picked anyone up, he could come back and fuck me again. Or if I was especially horny, maybe he could become part of a threesome and bang me mercilessly with my other victim. Getting off the bed I insisted he dress and leave. As he fastened his trousers he did his best in getting his prominent erection inside the fly. The outline was clearly visible and it was.