Jasmine signed. Cindy said nothing, so Ariel assumed the blonde slumbered. “I want to hear about your auction,” Ariel whispered.“Maybe later, Ar...el, I’m tired.”“Now, Bell. I did... what you asked.”“Ariel fucked her brother,” sang Cindy. The bitch wasn’t sleeping. “Step, brother!” Ariel retorted, but then she added herself. “But Cindy’s right Bell, you made me fuck my brother!”“Heh,” said Bell, “admit it you loved it.”“No,” lied Ariel. She had, and she’s loved watching the video of her young. Any of their friends seeing it at a motel would jump to the obvious conclusion.Hal's black Jeep Cherokee was just like a million others. Nobody would recognize it, and -- if someone did -- they would think of Hal and not Lance or Sam.They got their stuff out of the Jeep and into their cabin. All the minor worries had been escaped. Now only the major worry was left.He kissed her again.She took a little time to get in the mood of the kiss. When she was responding, he broke away to spread little. A Gay Leather boy. For the first time in my short life I had a clear goal in mind. And I knew what I wanted, and had to do.Finally, Mike wrote, "Making the geezer cum is not going to be easy. I've just fucked him hard. You can find his 3 cumshots in this rubber! HA HA HA. Put the photos you made in this envelope and put them on the stool as proof that you've been."I stood up in front of the mirror and looked at myself intently. "You're going to take that guys arse hard, Robert!", I thought.. I want it. I want another one. I want it all. It belongs to me. YOUR FILTHY FUCKIN WHORE CUM BELONGS TO ME. Give it to me. GIVE IT TO ME, YOU FUCKIN WHORE! GIMME THAT FUCKIN WHORE CUM, NOW!’ Nell, who always wanted to be a good whore, did as commanded. Chris was pulling her hips up by her ass then slamming her hard onto his pole in time with his upstrokes. Nell’s dam busted and spilled and busted and spilled and she could hardly tell where one ended and the other began and it didn’t matter.