" Well what would you suggest then, clever clogs?"I was getting tired of the negative responses."Well I would at least like to be mobile. If only to g...t to and from the loo," replied Jenny soothingly."Yes!" agreed Veronica, "It wouldn't be so bad if we could just get to the loo and relieve ourselves in time. Even with your constant attendance, we sometimes have to hold our water for too long. That's no criticism of you three mind. You've been wonderful. But I must agree with Jenny. Our biggest. "If you're staying, we'll see you around," Jenkins responded.Red took an hour to inspect the site. Another rain had washed away most of the tire tracks but he'd inspect the plaster casts later back at the station."It's almost certain that this guy isn't from here," Red stated as if it were a fact. "You said the last girl's name was Donna Pratt, eighteen years of age, from Chelan. Height five foot, ninety pounds, long blonde hair, blue eyes, little rose tattoo." He read from the list he wrote. She remembered she had wanted to put a shirt on,but not why it had been important.The room was filling with people, and appreciative comments were flyingacross Terry's chat window. "holyshit ur hot" "super smexy" "Let us seemem !!!!" She didn't want anyone to see her boobies, but her defenses wereweakening. At least she'd make them work for it."u cant handle this," she typed slowly, her lips silently sounding outthe words as she went. It was frustrating to type with one arm coveringyour boobs,. My hardon was raging now. I couldn't take anymore spectating. I looked at Reagan's round ass which was perched on the side of the bed. I climbed off the bed, and pulled her absolutely soaking wet panties down. She shivered as the cool room air hit her wetness. I lined my hard dick up with her tight pussy, and I slowly began pushing into her. I heard a muffled moan escape from her mouth that was busy pleasing my wife's beautiful pussy.I continued to fuck Reagan from behind. Slowly picking.