She watched Toppsy's eyes grow wider and wider, as more of her meat vanished inside her. "Don't worry sweetheart," said Tiffany. "If something was ...onna happen to you, you would've popped at the seams already. If your sister can take this kind of treatment, so can you." Tiffany's balls rumbled and swelled as they whacked against Toppsy's quivering body. Her prick swelled even larger, stretching her pussy. She moaned and fucked harder, driving Toppsy back and forth on the suspended. She then kissed me goodbye and signed offline. When the call ended, I wondered if the guys and her were done or if they planned to fuck her all night.The next morning for her/night for me, I received a text message asking me if I enjoyed the night before. I told her I absolutely loved it except I'd love to know which ex boyfriend she was fucking. She said that she wanted to keep it a secret to add to the spice of the situation and that she might want to do it again sometime and didn't want to. A lot of people think that if you’re a villain, you’ve got no rules and no values. That is such bullshit. Because I’m a prosecutor, many people see me as a villain. As the supposed villain in question, I am far from what they think of me. By day, I am a lawyer. I work for the Suffolk County Prosecutor’s Office in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am quite good at what I do. You see, someone’s got to put bad people in jail. And it’s what I do best. I am so good at my job that it scares. The next twenty minutes went by like a heartbeat and Randy found himself standing naked in the hotel bedroom as the girls finished undressing each other. Kelsea reached out for his hand and pulled Randy towards the bathroom. “I gotta pee; come on, quick!” she shouted. Both girls pulled him into the bathroom and Kelsea put her hand between her legs, obviously trying to hold back. “Hurry! Get in the tub, sit down in the tub!” she squealed. Savannah climbed into the tub and pulled Randy with her..