‘Metallica.’ ‘Pardon me?’ ‘He likes Metallica—addictively. I heard it booming out of his piece of shit stereo every morning when he left f...r work. Plus he has damn near everything they’ve ever done here. Pretty decent set of head phones too…damn! What was the song that was always playing when he drove off? Reload…’ ‘Reload?’ ‘No, that was the album…let me see…’ Fred turned his head sideways to read the spine labels on the CDs. Finding the one he wanted, he removed it gingerly from the rack.. She deliberately bent over, wiggling her ass towards Tyler, and was constantly readjusting her sports bra, facing Tyler every time. Gwen knew what Quinn was trying to do and it pissed her off. Tyler did his best to avoid her at all costs, but Quinn was insistent. Eventually, Gwen had enough of her stupid toying and spiked the ball during a particularly long rally, which ended up smacking her in the head. Gwen suppressed a chuckle and Tyler smiled at her. Quinn ranted and cried, only shutting. He kept fingering her clit vigorously. "Give me a 'G!'" Danielle cried out as her knees started to shake. She convinced herself to get through these next two letters without cumming. "Give me an 'A!'" The crowd did so. Chad moved his fingers even faster, daring her to cum. He thrust his cock up into her and pulled her down on her, getting as far into her pussy as he could. As Danielle started to get out the last line, he pinched her nub and twisted it. "Ahhh!" Danielle screamed, on the verge of. "This would be a private home. It's there." Greg said patiently."Let me ask Ted. He is the best ranger we got here, and knows this area like the back of his hand." With that the trooper left and Greg fumed at the delay. Snow was piling up as he sat here.Shortly the trooper returned with a man in tow. Greg sighed and got out of the Hum V."I'll be damned! It's Greg Baron! How the hell you doing sir?"Greg looked closely at the man but didn't really recognize him."You have me at an advantage sir. I.