She was in a very good mood. When we arrived at home she went straight to her room and started showering. I went back out to the car to look for her p...ntyhose. I found them on the floor of the back seat. When I held them up I noticed the crotch was torn out.There were fresh cum stains. Cum was spilled on the pantyhose ass seam directly above the rip, continued down the right leg and mostly where her right foot arch would have been. It was obvious that Gerald was fucking her doggy style in the. Bob was happy that the lad was staying, he had long worried about security, Wendy being on her own and as the lad had shown no inclination to do more than study and with that he went joyfully off to Alaska to shoot trouble in an oilfield! So, we take up the story on the first night after his departure, as Jerome arrived home a little late from college, by this time he had his own key and the housekeeper was waiting to serve the evening meal before going home-going home. He washed up quickly and. "Why don't you just drop it right now, asshole? I really don't want to have to break you up."He came at me more deliberately this time. His two friends started toward me from the side. Andy had been standing, watching, to this point, but now, he grabbed each of them by the neck and slammed their heads together. They went down like their bones had turned to Jello.When the big man was about three feet from me he cocked his right hand to knock me into next week. I didn't give him a chance to even. ." He's got a hard head," Will assured his sister-in-law. "He'll probably outlive the rest of us. He's just using a quarter of that brain anyway," he added, and Christa chuckled despite the tears that were flowing down her cheeks once again."How's the kid?" he asked in a low voice, glancing over at Erica, who had surrendered to Claire's embrace in a disturbingly passive manner."Numb," Christa said. "She's all cried out. Hasn't had a sip or bite of anything since we got here." Sons of bitches,".