" I explained. "So what's the deal on Dana does she know we are coming?" I couldn't get her. It's the middle of the week surely she will be home or at...work. She manages a boutique for young hipity hop women," he said. He made it sound like an insult. Sometimes I wondered how much he knew about me. I also wandered it he were needling me. I could take it, so it was more than okay.An hour and a half after EZ left the pier, we were in the driveway belonging to Dana Summers. There was no car in the. "Oh, Auntie!" Julie said, "you didn'treally think we'd hurt you, did you?"Lisa tossed the knife behind the couch.Aunt Dee looked puzzled. "You mean you're not angry at me for having turned youover to the Sheriff?" she asked."No, not at all, on the contrary, Auntie," Julie said and hugged the delicious, fullbodiedwoman."How did you girls keep from going back to reform school?" Aunt Dee asked."That's a long story, Auntie," Julie said and kissed her aunt on the lips. She rubbedher tits against her. "Well... I won't go so far as to say that," he said, pretending at seriousness, "of course, if you take proper care of me, and increase the dosage to say... three times a day, that might help." Brag!" Carol taunted, the tiny impish gleam growing more intense."Maybe it's time we gave them both another measure of last night's performance, Carol," Jean suggested, a tiny licentious sparkle coming to life in her amber-flecked green eyes."I think I could stand about two hours of that," Ken Wilson put. Her audience looks on approvingly. “That spunk was delicious. My cunt is wet and hungry. I feel like a whore. I want to be a fuck slut. I want cock, lots of cock. Fuck me, oh please fuck me!” She spreads wider and the first man takes his place. Then one by one they take their place between her legs and sink their cocks into her willing cunt. Simon flicks a switch and soon the only light in the room is a strobe light. It makes her performance even more surreal. She whimpers, she sighs, she.