Then cooler heads prevailed; getting revenge ran the risk of another mistake and possible exposure. Every operation left more forensic evidence and so...ner or later the police always got the big break. Instead plan another much bigger one that would make up for the first.That was why the phone went dead. The next time it would be used was as a trigger for a remote bomb. It could be against me or one of the girls or as a trap. Just turn it on, make a random call or two so the number showed up in. Jacqueline was barely breathing hard, it looked like, and she apparently didn't sweat. With the air so dry sweat evaporated pretty fast, true, but still I expected to see some evidence of exertion. I certainly felt it on myself, and Hebe's knit shirt had interesting patterns. Oscar was dripping, and Rick was somewhere in between, Persephone the same."Where are we, Jacqueline?" Persephone was studying her map of the park. Jacqueline laughed."Not on that map, Persephone."Hebe came closer to look. Wo ab mere samne bilkul nangi khadi thi, mera lund to bamboo ki tarah khada ho gaya tha, maine der na karte hue use hoth pe hoth rakh diye aur choosne laga, usneBhi mana nahi kiya, bahot mazedar hoth te uske naram gulab ki pankadi ki tarah ,fir uski chuchi par hath ferne laga, kya naram thi yaaro, ekdum mulayam, aur usko muh me leke choosne laga, wo uff kuff kar ke siskiyaan bhar rahi thi,kareeb 15 min tak ye hi chalta raha, wo ek dum madhosh hokar mera sath dene lagi fir maine use apne bed par. After our long session, I announced I was cumming inside her unless she wanted something elsewhere. She didn’t, and I filled her body with my cream. She ejaculated some of her girl juice at the same time, and now my bed had a wet spot, but I guessed I wouldn’t have to sleep in it. I figured we’d make more wet spots later in Tara’s bed.I mentally prepared to go down on Stacy and tidy up the mess I’d made of her nether region, but before I could move, a feminine hand pulled my flaccid cock from.