The haggard miserable wife of Roger Carmel, Lonnie, and his similarly black-haired young daughter, Jennifer, stood huddled in shivering fear, icy tend...ils of horror touching their spines and making their white, firm flesh tremble convulsively.The ride from Stan Lubin's house had been a kaleidoscope of nightmares, and both mother and daughter had sat dazed, unable to speak to each other for the long, interminable minute it had taken to drive to the rear entrance of the club. Sam Zeigler had sat. Frank was a true gentleman to begin with, but often brought a six pack of Coors beer in which I got a taste for and made a change from my Bloody Marys and we often flirted outrageously. One evening we ended up kissing hotly and I so nearly let him fuck me as I only wore a dressing gown over my baby doll nightie, Frank in just shorts and tee shirt. But he had already got my gownoff and had fondled my big boobies to get my juices gong then with no knickers to impede him had fingered me till my. ?”I nodded my head. She smiled with a wicked look towards my dick. She sat next to me n drank water from the bottle. She dropped some water on her t-shirt n a little bit right above my dick on the blanket… She said she was sorry n tried to remove the water from the blanket n rubbed my dick at the same time. I felt really good. N then she took off her t-shirt n said its better change up as the t-shirt was wet. Black bra over a milky white body aroused me more. I never thought her boobs was that. "Hold on, sweetcheeks," he said, automatically pulling her to him and guiding her hand to his zipper. "What's the rush? Surely you can spend a little time with us before you have to leave. Besides, haven't you ever heard of being fashionably late? It's all the rage in Hollywood." I--uh," Allison shot an anxious look toward Lisa, who also looked uncomfortable with the way things were shaping up. Jeff's hand over hers was slowly guiding her fingers to lower his zipper, even as his other hand.