I realized with heartbreak, the enormous courage it took for her to begin what she was about to say, and I was embarrassed to admit to myself that I h...dn’t even practiced my own speech. Part of me probably hoped it would just go away.“I’m sorry about last time,” she said. “I was sort of mucking about and forgot my bikini bottoms were still wet.”I very nearly accepted her apology and pretended that was exactly what had happened, but we both knew better. “Penny, you don’t need to apologize.Look,. ”I hugged her, knowing what the pain of losing parents was like, and we let sleep overtake us. I do not know if dreams came to me, but, if I did dream, I had no memory of it. Instead I became aware that something warm and wet was sliding along the length of my engorged member. As I opened my eyes, I was gifted with the vision of a blonde goddess. Nude, a sheen of sweat covering her lithe body as she moved up and down. Her hands were on her large breasts, pulling on her thick nipples as if to. Rocco maneuvered himself above me and put his dick between my huge tits. He began fucking my tits and moaning. I would lick his cock when it was close enough to my mouth. Chris fucked me hard. "You little dirty slut! Your pussy feels soooooo, goooood! I never wanna stop fucking you," he screamed. "Mooooooore, more, more. Fuck me hard, I'm begging you fuck me hard!" I panted. Rocco was fucking my tits. Having these two guys on me was amazing. I was their slut. Chris's balls tightened and. “All of a sudden I have a confidential informant,” he said.“Really, so what’s the tip?” I asked.“A couple of Redneck Militia wannabes are planning a hit on you or Betty Booth,” he said calmly.“Now this might be interesting. Do you have any details, or is it just a couple of good ole boys day dreaming?” I asked.“The guy claims to have heard them buy a pipe bomb. He said it was made by a former terrorist. He learned to make them in Syria or someplace like that,” Jim said.“Before I go calling the.