He looked closer, atsome of the finer print. "Bikini Beach is a private park.Membership or valid guess pass required for admittance." Allen'seyebrow... raised. If the girls were half as good as the advertising,this place should yield some beauties. And he should be able totalk at least one of them into going to the party with him. Heturned over the pass, looking for additional information. All hesaw were lines of fine print and a magnetic stripe. No map. Allentucked the pass into his. What a shameless lying bitch. Now I was almost sure that she had fucked somebody during the night and lost her eardrop while fucking. A friend of mine had trapped his cheating wife by finding traces of semen in her panties with the help of a detector kit he had bought from a mail-order company. A phone call to him and his kit was used again after the work.As I suspected, we found trace of semen in Helene's panties and she had obviously been fucked during the divorce party.It was a sad day for. Rachel hated it that it felt good, and she hated Jason for fucking her. It didn't take long, however, for her instincts to take over, and her pussy sucked at his cock. She wasn't even surprised when he slid a finger into her ass, and she actually pushed back against him and grunted like a whore while he fucked her as though she had invited it. Fear swept over her again when she felt a second finger wiggling its way into her virgin asshole. He slid his wet fingers in and out of her ass,. I knew being a diesel mechanic was an in-demand job, I just didn't know HOW in demand it would be!"Carol laughed. "It's fine Tommy. I'm glad to help out. I mean you do a lot for me around here since Dave left. It's nice that we can help each other out like this." Well, that's the good thing about neighbors. We can help each other out when we need a hand. But I should be getting back home and get this stuff put away. You probably got your own work to do and Bobby there will be wanting lunch.