"If I don't answer it soon they'll become suspicious," Sharon said."Bullshit. Even a sophisticated woman like you needs to take a piss,"the killer gr...nted.Sharon just eyed the man coldly."Fuck this, I don't have time to fuck around." The killer put thepistol to Sharon's temple and frogmarched her through the break in thecounter to the front door."We are going outside, down the steps and you are going to get in mycar. If you fuck around I'll shoot you in the head and shoot thosecuffs off your. " This event had opened Angela's mind a tad, "something to think about."She knocked on the door to Sharon's house, a door she had knocked on many times before. Angela had known Sharon most of her life and showing up unexpected was nothing new.Sharon's mom answered the door, Sharon was over at Rayanne's. "What?" Angela thought, "Those two are so weird, they will hardly admit they like each other, but they spend so much time together."Angela began the journey to Rayanne's house. This could be. As I had been braless that day to give the horny customers a little more incentive to be generous with their tips, my chubby little breasts spilled out once the shirt was opened. 'I love when you don't wear a bra' he said, grabbing my tits and then sucking on my nipple. I took my shirt off and dropped it on the floor. After a few more minutes of fondling my tits he slipped his hands slowly down my waist, then grabbed my ass, squeezing it tightly. Then he grabbed my pants where it had ripped and. After we checked into our room, I called to see if Pam had arrived. They connected me to her room, and we agreed to meet in the lobby at 3:00pm.“That gives us an hour, Steve. Got any plans?” Bethany giggled.“I’m sure we can find SOMETHING to do,” I said, pulling her into my arms.We made love softly and passionately, a complete contrast to our frantic quickie of Saturday afternoon.“I liked that a LOT better!” Bethany said as we cuddled afterwards.“Me too, Sweetheart. What do you want to do.