Penny, too, sobbed, and managed to get them both into the house where they collapsed hard on the bed together, holding each other, and crying. Slowly ...hen the tears faded, Marilyn realized something. Penny was still there. She was still strong, still the same, bright shining Penny that she had come to rely upon. It was, in some ways a blow to Marilyn’s ego, to need, or want help, yet Penny was there. Softly, she reached out with her hand and pulled Penny even tighter, and softly kissed her. “Why don’t you pull the trigger?”“I can’t.”Dale smiled. “That’s right. Point the gun at the ceiling, un-cock it and set it on the table beside me. As you see, I own your ass. It is in your best interest to do what I ask unless you want to find yourself doing what I say. Lean over and put your hands on the armrests.”Joan leaned over. Dale reached into her shirt and massaged one of her large tits.“I’m your mother.”Dale crushed her nipple between two fingers. “Don’t move.” He squeezed until tears. "Show me where it tingles, Maggie," I said as I placed both palms close to her swollen outter folds.Resting on one elbow, she peered between her tits at me as her right hand slid along her taut abs, stopping just short of her swollen clit. My eyes were glued to her glistening pussy.She extended her middle finger, inching closer. As the tip of her middle finger reached the top of her nub, her body jerked hard and her legs tried to squeese together. Only my presence between her legs kept them. ”“Fat chance,” Eva Mae responded, but she complied.That night, Susan loaned Eva Mae a ‘Lost Boys’ tee and tucked her into the guest bedroom. Sometime after midnight, Bob sorta wakened to a naked body worming up on top of him. A head snuggled under his chin. When he lifted his head to look, a woeful voice whispered. “I didn’t want to wake y’all to ask permission, but I’m so scared and lonely.”“Bob won’t mind a nekkid lady lying on him,” Susan answered for him as she patted Eva Mae’s back. From.