.. ?" You mean women... who... ?" Yeah, you know, Lesbians... ?" I don't know... ?" Well... I wouldn't be surprised..."In the end, Susan had gone to w...rk at The Camera's Eye, because she could earn more money there, it was necessary. If Ron were to finish up the work on his Doctorate, it was up to her to help him get it. Some of the grants in aid had been withdrawn from the University, and it was a hard decision for Ron and Susan to make. Her husband was already well into his course work, his. Perhaps you could drop it off for me?" I got my handbag and delved inside for my chequebook. As I pulled it out, a folded sheet of paper fell out on to the table, it was the police drawing of the two men who'd raped Lena and me.The face of one was clearly visible to Alan and he said,"What on earth is that? It looks like something you see on 'Crime Watch'?" reluctantly I told him what had happened to Lena and me. By the look on his face, he was horrified, shocked and deeply upset by the events. Her breath juddered out of her in hot gusts and she began to quiver and shake.I winced in pain as her fingernails dug furrows in my shoulders, but was thankful for the distraction. If it had not been for that, when her vice-like cunt began to ripple and twitch, I would have been lost. While my little sister shook in the throes of a powerful orgasm, I re-doubled my efforts and began to fuck her like a piston."O-eeeeeyyyyyyeeee! I'm cummminnnnngg!" she squealed, her velvet sheath spasming and. She wore tiny, wire glasses that sat on the tip of her small nose. "Glad to meet you!" she said giving my face a fast look and then back to my cock. "Are you going to split her cherry or not? She needs to loose that thing." Trisha asked. "She's the oldest virgin on campus!" Trisha giggled and caressed Chantal's face."Now that you're here, maybe I'll just do you instead?" I said looking at Trisha and her great, long legs. "You said you were so horny you could die." I added, sliding my big hand.