So I hopped off on the next trip down and told Billy to hold my spot as he began tottering with Aimee.I walked up to the monkey bars where Debbie was ...anging by her arms. She looked at me staring at her and asked me, "What are you staring at?" Billy said you ain't wearing no underwear," I replied."I am too," she said. With that she opened her hands and fell to ground just a foot beneath her."See!" she said as she turned her back and flipped up her skirt."Billy's a liar," she said.I looked at. Sam came around the wall, but the two men were already falling by then. I motioned Sam back and peeked around the doorway from a low angle looking in both directions. No one else was there.At that moment, the door to the stairwell burst open and two deputies came through with their guns drawn. When they saw me holding my Glock on them, they stopped and put their hands up yelling, "We're Deputy Marshals, don't shoot."Four more men came through the stairwell door with guns drawn and stopped when. A gasp escaped Emma's lips at the violent rending, but she saw no malice, no anger reflected in Amanda's deep green eyes, only love and desire and she knew she was safe. With her small breasts aching to be touched, Emma's eyes invited Amanda to take her, to use her like the slutty whore she now knew she could be, knew that she was and wanted to be. She felt fingers entwine her own, her hands lifted above her head as Amanda bent her mouth towards Emma's dark and crinkled nipples. She had always. For the second time today, I’m seeing Tracey in all her naked glory. “Well look at that. I think you’re ready for me,” she says with a lusty smile after seeing my hard cock, “ let me see my old friend.” She drops to her knees and looks up at me with that pleading look that drives men wild. Her hands glide up my legs to lightly grab my balls and cock. She wraps her left hand around it and lightly kisses my dick. Then she wraps her lips around the head, looks up at me again and then slidesit.