Still, hertone had a biting edge to it that made Denise shudder."Can we go home and fix something?" Denise asked softly andhopefully.Brenda smiled and...shook her head. "Nope. I've got reservationsat Tony's."Denise blanched. "Tony's?" she echoed, her voice having shiftedfrom nervousness to outright fear.Brenda pushed open the doors and strode confidently out of themall, with Denise following her hesitantly. "You like Tony's, don'tyou? That's what you said last week, isn't it?"Denise looked. . who removed him from the wealth that was rightfully his ... and he wasn't taking the loss of all those years of toiling well ... not at all. That house ... that money ... was HIS. Years of successful evasion and more than a little bribery convinced him that he could ... and would ... get away with murder."What the fuck?" The lights in the apartment went out.Almost in sync with John, the man in black asked, "What the fuck is that?"Andrea smiled a smile that had him looking over his shoulder.. After years of wanting to try anal but being too afraid of dominating boyfriends, Em realized this was her chance. She was gonna use Andy’s cock like a dildo and learn how to work it in her tight, little asshole. She grabbed some lube and began to finger her ass. His cock had never looked harder. She got back on top of him and slowly lined his cock up with her ass. Realizing what was about to happen, Andy took in a sharp breath. Em slowly lowered her ass onto him. Taking him inch by inch until. I smiled at the bartender and walked into the restroom. Well the back door was right beside the bathroom so I turned to head out. I had walked a few steps when I heard a voice aside of me say, you really think I need to get fucked? My eyes adjusted to the darkness of behind the bar and I picked Tammy out, sitting on a picnic table.Once again she said, you really think I need to get fucked?I smiled and nodded, adding a wink. Her face flashed anger again and then sadness. I took little pity on.