The whole time she was smiling a wide, sexy, all-knowing smile at me: you're mine buddy, and I'm going to do whatever I want to you. I lay there like ... numb bump on a log.She reached into her backpack again and pulled out something that resembled a spray bottle."This is an atomizer, like for perfume. I have no idea how this works or why, but it does. My cousin didn't mind so much when we figured this out accidentally; in fact, he seemed to like it. At first, but that's another story."She put. .. It was amazing." Trish's teeth shone in her smile as she described."So, I'm surprised you two came in here." I sighed. "Why not stay..." Because I got scared, a little. I mean it was incredible, after our little thing, then that, then ... well, I could tell that it wasn't Julie. I mean, it was so different, and even though it was dark, I knew it wasn't HER." Trish breathed the last in an even quieter voice."It was ... Martha?" I asked softly."Oh yeah ... she was there, and it was ... it was. Who knew observing could be so vocal . determined to maintain a silent stance from now on i glance at the scene to my right , a friendly looking woman is nervously arranging herself on all fours , i watch in utter amazement as a man parts her butt cheeks and starts to rim her ,some lube/ oil is applied to her little puckered entrance before he starts to widen her rosebud with his fingers , 1st one then gradually adding another and another , he swirls his fingers in her ass stretching her hole ,. The street is already crowded with parked cars on both sides by the time they arrive. It is uncomfortable the instant Rachele steps through the front door. Crowded, but also disturbingly quiet for such a large gathering. For a while, she is intimidated by the thought of putting her plan into action around so many people, but soon decides that the crowd would only make it easier.Rachele spends about a half hour making the obligatory hellos and other solemn small talk to acquaintances and.