"Boy, am I glad to be back here!" he said, shaking his head. "How anyone can live in that city in the summer is beyond me!" Try running this place by ...ourself for a week, and then you might be glad to get back to New York!" Iris retorted, only half-joking."Oh come on, honey, surely it isn't that bad!" John answered."Keeping eight teen-age girls in line is never easy!" Iris said, looking at him steadily."Oh, I think I could handle them… heh… heh…" John joked."I bet you could, you dirty old man!". She started to turn to hand them over her shoulder and was rewarded with a sharp slap from the intruder. “Over the shoulder bitch.” She passed them calmly over her shoulder. Forceful hands wound the smooth nylon around her wrists and bound them tightly. She glanced up at the mirror over the mantle. The man behind her was the image of her lover only taller and with longer hair. He looked up and caught her reflected gaze. The butt of his pistol caught her in the shoulder blade. She winced and. She slipped to the floor and swallowed my cock in one gulp. Kelly moved her hand to my ball sack. Damn! Tricia’s tight little pie hole had me as hard as steel.The neighbor lady noticed Tricia was missing and smiled at me. A couple of minutes later, Kelly slipped to the floor also. Kelly knew how to do magical things with her mouth to my nuts. I was in heaven having those two sucking me. The neighbor lady caught me with a look of total bliss on my face. We smiled at each other. I was on another. ..at the club. A 'girl'named Libby, with a voice as deep as a Saint Bernard and the figure of afashion model handed each customer a bar menu and a flyer advertising $2beers all night. She then proceeded to usher them to their seats. Withan effeminate swagger she led the nervous newbie's to the main bar area.Steve reached down and held Fred's hand to assist him in the 200-footstroll across the room. Midway through their promenade Steve put his armaround Fred's waist, pulled him in close and.