"ILAN!" It wasn't one voice. It was all of them. She should have been dead. She wanted to be dead. The rope and the tree should have been enough. But ...he voices weren't going to let her go that easy. Her crimes were too great. "ILAN!"She twisted and writhed, breaking the grip of the soil surrounding her. She struggled and fought to be free of the earth. She was weak, weaker than she'd ever been, but she was strong enough for this. "ILAN! ILAN! ILAN!"Frank passed out while the others played. " I knew where this was going so I head back to the bar as the bartender was bringing us a new round again our new friend said " thats on me" , I tell him Thanks but that he shouldnt feel obliged he says "Its my pleasure your lovely wife not only has great legs but is also one hell of a dancer you guys have made my evening great " so I figure its now or never to see if he might be interested in joining us for the evening in our suite , so I figure the worse he could say is No but I see Marie. Still, Pilar considered her answer carefully.“Not on purpose. We couldn’t wait until we got somewhere soft and padded.” she said, keeping her voice carefully light. “Nick’s never done anything to me I didn’t want done. And he’s been willing to try things he wasn’t sure about for my sake.”Lev gave a small grunt of affirmation. Then, after a few seconds, he added. “I don’t think I’m wired to be kinky. I don’t even really understand it. I hate the idea of hurting anyone.”Pilar leaned in and kissed. Jennifer reached over and grabbed her friend’s ass and gave it a squeeze.“Oh girl!” she exclaimed as she grabbed Monica’s butt check and held on to it. “You have da booty!”Monica reciprocated by grabbing Jennifer’s ass and squeezing it.“Let’s see da' ass!” Monica called out.Jennifer slowly lowered her cut off shorts. I watched as her pussy came into view. Her shorts fell to her ankles and Monica exclaimed, “Girl, where are your panties?”Jennifer pirouetted around and asked, arms extended and.