“Oh fuck! Harder, John,” Candy yelled. “Your cock feels fucking amazing stretching out my asshole!”“Fuck your asshole is so tight! I love...how it is gripping me as I fuck you,” John moaned.“That’s it, boy, take Miss’s cock. You like me in your ass, don’t you, boy? That’s it push back against me when I fuck you, you little man-slut,” Gracie chuckled.Candy felt her orgasm building as she rubbed her clit fast and hard and, of course, from the cock that was stretching out her ass. Gracie was. A fair bit of it went in the trash—old receipts, loose Xeroxes, bits of fast-food detritus—but among other things, they found an entire compliment of maps which Jon's mother must have stashed in the car. Neither Jon nor Caitlyn used maps, but the things must've cost money and they weren't going to throw them away. And then Caitlyn thought that they might need proof of registration and other legal documents, and they spent another fifteen minutes ransacking the apartment to find where they'd put. I got to the downtown and almost to the courthouse before a sheriff's car pulled me over."Hey there chick, you know running alone is dangerous," Simpson asked."What are you doing in a marked car?' I asked."They took my caddy away. My regular car is in the shop getting it's physical," he said trying to be cute."So what can I do for you. In case you didn't notice it's raining out here." I said."Technically this is just a mist. I did know that it was falling though. Webster has an investigator. They’ve made me a better person than I was. So, if you’ve got any ideas of going to the authorities about what happened to me, forget them. If I have to, I’ll side with them over this.” She strides out of the room.While Jacqui walks through the kitchen doorway she hears her mother shout, “Viva la revolution, viva la revolution,” and grins when she heads up to the bathroom for a well needed long soak in a hot bath.Morning GameDuring breakfast Hal has been reviewing all his plans, and decides he.