The man standing in front of her slapped her face, hard. "Don't fuckin' lie to me bitch. We know that your husband is out of town on a business trip.... He looked at the two that were on his right and told them to find the master bedroom and see what was there. Then he looked at the other one and told him to check the other rooms. The two found the master and tore it apart looking for things of value. They found her jewelry box and in one corner of the large walk-in closet they saw a safe. . Maybe I just enjoy washing up.’ He grinned as I sent him an anxious glance. ‘I’m kidding. Come on, have a guess.’ ‘Oh — ah.’ After a moment, I blew out a small sigh, scared of being way off the mark. ‘I can’t. I don’t know.’ He nodded slowly. ‘You know,’ he said, his expression solemn now, ‘my Granny always used to say that you can tell what someone does just by looking at their hands.’ ‘Really?’ I frowned, glancing down at my own. ‘Really. May I?’ Before I could answer, he reached forward and. Even if we got back at midnight, I’d be OK and we should get home before then, right?”“I would think, yeah,” Stephie said.“Emily, tell your dad we’ll take the tickets!” I said.“I’ll bring ‘em by tomorrow. I wanted to see you again before you go home,” she declared, then added, “If’n I let you go home, that is!”“Better watch out, Stephie,” Jason teased, “it looks like Emily’s tryin’ to steal away your man!”“It’ll never happen!” Stephie replied, “Not if the Damnyankee knows what’s good for. I stood up and invited Stan to help me pick Chrissy up and drag her to the couch. I lifted her from under her left arm whilst Stan did the same with her right. We pulled her backwards so she ended up sitting between us on the couch.I got my hand under her left knee and pulled her leg up and out and Stan copied with her right. Her inner thighs were shiny wet from her love juice and my cum was dripping erotically out of her fuck hole, down her soaking slit towards her arsehole.Joe was gawking at.