"When we contacted their parents, Mr. and Mrs. Reman refused to comment. Mr. Vort said his son was a delinquent, and was exactly where he belonged." "...urther, Mr. Vort said he had no intention of posting bail, so his son would probably be right where he belonged for quite awhile."I was in shock, but not really surprised, yet again. Those two were dumb enough to do something like that, trying to beat up a cop, steal his drugs and think they could get away. Mom had sat there with her mouth open. “You all can type, I assume, you know, keyboard.” I made with the fingers. They nodded. “And you all can read and write and stuff, no handicaps I should know about?”They shook their pretty heads. One said, “Our names are really May, that’s me, June and she’s the youngest, April. Our mother wasn’t very imaginative. She ran off, our mother, with a piano tuner Daddy says, but he’s always joking.”I was thinking fast, thinking about two things at once, bedding these beauties and finding them work,. Aaaaaaaaaah! Oooooooo! Ooooooooh! Oh, God! Aaaaaaaaaah!" Tisha was practically out of breath. I now climbed on the table shoving my dick into her fine ass. My arm was around her waist and my right hand was grabbing a handful of titties. The penetration was greater and Tisha screamed with excitement once her ass was getting a workout from my big cock. . She welcomed me with a hand shake. We both were shy to start, later she brought a glass of juice for me and sat besides me. I gulped the juice in a sip like a thirsty crow and took my first step by taking her hand in my hands. Slowly started kissing her hand, then shoulder, then her neck, the moment i reached her neck, she reacted differently, and i noticed it and went on kissing, biting and licking her neck till it was too wet with my saliva.Then i slowly touched her breast from her top and.