How could Candice stand up there smiling,talking about "gratitude" and "getting her life back together" after allthe lives she'd helped obliterate?She...was nothing like this Candice. Compared to Candice's crimes all shehad done to her man was played dress up with him. It was dawning on herthat she had NOTHING in common with this bunch, and that the last thingshe needed was to start hanging around with them. Or ask them for adviceabout how to live.She was ready to leave right then, but her. I follow him with my gaze as far as I can, then he disappears out of view. I try to talk, to reason with him, but all that can be heard are stifled pleading sounds. Suddenly I feel two warm, clammy hands slipping over my shoulders. I look up and there's Raymond above me, his big head leaning to one side, his eyes taking in my body from this new angle. His sausage-like fingers slip lower to cup my breasts and I gasp involuntarily. The feeling of his sweaty palms on my nipples coupled with that. "Oh fuck yeah! Fuck yeah! Let me have it!" Dita moaned as she was now thrusting herself backwards on my penetrating cock, meeting my thrusts halfway. I could hear my balls slapping against her pussy as I fucked her harder. Morgan could no longer lick Dita's pussy with all the action. She just held her pussy lips apart taking in the close up view of the penetration that was right before her eyes. I pulled my cock out of Dita's hole and dipped it into Morgan's mouth, letting her suck Dita's love. "Jeff's hurting bad. He needs me--or your parents when you're working." I'm calling them now." I'd appreciate that you don't give them the details of this feud." I'm telling the whole world." Rachel! You know that's a horrible idea." I don't care. Just leave."Losing patience, "What do you mean?" Leave until Jeff and I get out of here." OK. I'll go out for breakfast. What do you need? An hour? Two hours?" I only have an hour now. We'll have to come back another day for whatever we forget." Fair.