Taking her freehand, Molly slips each strap slowly off her shoulders. Cupping her bra in both hands, she turns and starts walking toward our master be...room.Looking over her shoulder, Molly holds her pink bra to the side. The outer edges of her breasts, with that cute arse beckoning us to follow."Boys, are you coming?"Mack is the first to stand and follow her, with the rest of us are right behind. Entering the bedroom, Molly seductively slithers upon the bed. The four of us stand at the foot of. "Guys, I need to just send acouple of texts."The first was to his mother. The next to Ed, Rose and Don. Then hewondered if he should send another. He needed some advice, but hewasn't sure if he should impose on someone he barely knew. Oh, well, itwas worth a try. If he offended the recipient, he'd apologize and thatwould be that.Resolved to take the chance, John typed, 'HI, CHRISSY. THIS IS BEBEFOLEY FROM CIVIL DISOBEDIENCE. I DON'T KNOW IF YOU REMEMBER ME. WE METAT THE STAPLES CENTER. I DON'T. ..Cray's middle finger rubbed my clit, then parted my lips as his flat hand slid back down over my pussy. The finger parted my lips until he reached my opening, where he slid it inside me and circled around, right up to my hymen. "Oh baby, you're so wet ... so hot ... so sexy ... I want to make you come, baby." Ohhhhhhhhh, yessssssssss!" I moaned and dimly realized that my hips had thrust up against his hand and my legs were apart at the knee to give him more room. His tongue was still. Around five, I saw him walk out of his house. He had a large golf bag in his hand, and it contained no clubs! I watched as he opened the car door and carefully placed it in the back seat. It looked like he was keeping our appointment and he wasn't planning on using a putter, or being on the short end of a gun battle!Luckily, I had kept his cell phone when I returned his wallet to his pocket. I dialed 911 and anonymously reported a deranged man making threats with a gun of some kind in the area.