I don't know why I bothered. All three of them knew what had happened last night and it was apparent by their actions that they approved. That took a ...ig weight off my shoulders."I need to get shaved and changed. I'll be back in a couple of minutes," I said, hastily beating a retreat.When I returned, Rose had squeezed herself onto the sofa with the three of them. They had been talking in hushed tones and obviously keeping an eye out for me. They shut up as I walked into the living room."What. Richards hips rose and fell as he tried to fuck my soft warm mouth.I straddled him and held him in my hand as I slowly lowered my dripping wet pussy down onto his cock until it was buried in my hot wet cunt as deep as it would go. I reached up and held my breast as I slowly rolled my hips in tiny slow circles on his hot throbbing cock. I listened to his sweet sighs as I rocked back and forth moaning as I rode his cock to the brink of orgasmic pleasure.Richard pulled me down and whispered in my. . all without me ever realising that he was even attracted to me.”“Come off it, Stella? I was there when you told Ted to get lost at college!”“Yes, I know I did. But I thought that he was after what all those creeps were after ... to get into my knickers. God, it was like there was a sweepstake running on which one of those losers was going to score first.”“There was!” Marie replied with a grin. “But the bet had nothing to do with who could get Estelle Warender into bed. All the winner had to. Derrick Fletcher was her husband’s second in command. His return meant that… “Where’s Brandyn?” she asked eagerly. His face remained impassive. Penelope gasped. “Is he alright? I didn’t hear of anything happening!” The man stepped further into the light, revealing his black tunic and pants. “I’m sorry to say, but he was killed in a tragic accident, involving a local…whore.” Penelope covered her mouth with both her hands. Yet she sensed that something was wrong. Although Derrick said he was.