" If Marge got into the long lost sister stuff with your wife maybe she got the information on how to stay in touch. I'll see if I can get it out of h...r if she has it."But before Sherrie could get in touch with her sister Marge called me."I got your number from your wife." And you just had to call me why?" The girl is hurting. She loves you and she needs to talk to you." I don't need to talk to her. What she did said it all." That's just it Frank; she says she didn't do what you think she did.. ’ He said. Beth burst from her chair. It flung hard against the concrete floor of the covered porch. She was on her feet and coming at me before I could even absorb the sound of broken wood. The man that sat next to her, I recognized at Dave Kiser, her boyfriend in middle school, jumped up with a, ‘NO, Beth!’ I had time to think. No what? Before her fist came flying, it caught me in the cheek with a thud, knocking me backwards. The plate flew from my hands and shattered on the hard ground right. “What did you have in mind?” I smiled naughtily.“I’ll video my cock going in your ass and then show your face as it goes in deep!” Neil said grinning from ear to ear.“Oh fuck that sounds hot!” I panted.“Bend over and I’ll fuck your ass! Hand me the phone.” Neil smiled.Bending over on all fours I pushed my face into the cushion of his sofa and placed my hands on my buttocks, spreading my cheeks for Neil's cock to invade. Neil pointed the camera phone at my stretched ass and spat on my puckered. At the first red light, Dan took a sip of his coffee, “Yuck!” He exclaimed, wrinkling his brow. “Cindy must have forgotten the sugar. She never screws up my coffee order.”Diane looked back a Brenda, and they covered their mouths, giggling. “I think I’ve got a packet of sugar in my purse,” Brenda mentioned. She put it in his coffee and stirred it with a pen.“That’s a little better,” he said. The girls both gave each other a thumbs up.Entering the park, Diane directed him to an area he hadn’t.