That guy..." Chris snorted. " ... to hurt you. I mean, she must have, right? She wanted him to do it, to get caught maybe, or something. Like you'd en...oy it maybe." And then you wouldn't love me anymore." I swallowed hard. "Like if she fucked Mark." Yeah," Chris nodded and we thought we had it all figured out now."They don't matter now," Mark said. "They can't hurt us anymore." Unless we go to jail. Or she lies," Chris sighed. "God. What if he's dead? What did I do?" You were just protecting. ” Emma opened several doors where there were various bunk beds then she came to the very end with four more doors and asked, “So whose are these?”Tom chimed in, “Each of those doors are for me and my counterparts.”Emma looked Tom directly in the eye and sauntered in her sexiest walk and put her palms ever so gently on Tom’s broad shoulders and gave him this come hither smile leaned into his ear and in a very sultry voice whispered, “So, Tommy which one is yours?” Emma took the chance and. He pulled me to my feet, then picked up a plunger off the floor, and pushed it in my pussy.“Now your turn, I want to see you fuck yourself.”I needed relief so bad that I started fucking that plunger with my cunt as fast as possible. I let out a scream and cum so hard that I fell on the floor. Frank looked down at me and called me a whore. Now he took me by the hand and led me out in the back yard in the rain. It was raining hard, so not a soul was seen outdoors. He told me to put my hands. "Trout."Mike was a man of few words. A man that size didn't have to say much."Any advice on where to drop a line?" asked Steve."Oh, you'll catch somethin if y' take any of the trails about a quarter mile further up the canyon," said Gibb. "Provided, a course, that y' got the right bait."Steve grinned and Mike grunted."So what sort of bait works best?" asked Steve."Well, fer rainbows, I like to use these little red jobbers with either salmon eggs or velveeta on the hooks," he said, showing a.