Karen's luscious black breasts spilled out, her thick bulbous nipples shiny and puffy.Instantly, Laura grabbed them, twisting the firm, large balls of...flesh, digging her fingers roughly into them, then pulling Karen's large nipples with her fingers, twisting and pinching them ferociously. Karen began to whimper and gasp in shock and pain. She slapped Laura hard on the side of the face, trying to grab Laura's head in a headlock with her arm.Laura wriggled free. Her skirt was up around her waist,. Roger looked at them. And then he looked at Lucy.Yes, Lucy was back. The real Lucy, the Lucy he had known 20 years before, when she was just a teenager, and who he had reencountered this last week. The slut.Whatever had happened on Frank's house, it was past, and Roger was curious about it, but he wouldn't spoil this moment with a serious question. The important was that, whatever it was, Lucy had dealt with it.If Lucy was there, rubbing her hands on those girl's butts, offering them to her. “The only reason you’re getting away with your limbs and most of your reputation intact is the most unlikely one imaginable: I still love her, and despite everything you two have done to me, I won’t ever stop loving her. So that’s my final warning to you. You’re going to have to work for it, but I’m giving you a chance to make her happy. If you try and fail, and I find out about it, I’ll burn you alive and piss on the remains. Are we clear?”“We’re clear.”“Then get the fuck out of my life.”Luke. "Don't forget about Hazel Steve" "I haven't Mam" I replied. I sat listening to the radio for a further hour then wandered down the street full of trepidation !I knocked and the door opened. Hazel was in a different bikini but God she looked good. "Early drink today I think Steve" she said smiling. "You have a lot to do so go into the garden. The sunbeds are ready". She came out of the back door with a bottle of wine and two glasses. She filled each glass and patted the sunbed.We laid on the.