Hard, loud, and sharp slapping sounds echoed as he gave it to Tara good. Lindsey could see that even on Tara's skinny, bony ass, she was being fucked ...o hard the little fat she did carry on it was rippling.Tara's cheeks were flushed pink as she took it from behind. Lindsey had the perfect side angle, and could see as his girthy black cock ravaged in and out of her bestie.Thwap, thwap, thwap, thwap, thwap.It was rhythmic and beautiful. Tara's body seemed to effortlessly and flawlessly absorbed. Smiling expectantly, Brad walked into the kitchen but his smile disappeared when he saw the kitchen was empty. Usually the two girls would be in the kitchen cooking dinner by that stage and he wondered if he had forgotten they were going to be late home. That didn’t make sense though, both of their cars were in the driveway and the door was unlocked. He went over to the big bay window that looked out over the backyard but the only movement out there were a few birds hopping around on the soggy. That was to torture my worthless cunt and uterus with extremely hot tap water. As I told you, I planed to use a dishwasher fill valve from a old Dishwasher my ex saved to control the flow. It was hooked up to the hot water hydrant we had in the garage for washing cars. I hooked our hose from the hydrant to the hose fitting on the valve and the 3/8 supply tube to the other end. It was set to come on with a electric timer clock. It did its job. The injection tube I used (the 30”- 3/8” PVC sink. We sat talking and drinking coffee, for an hour, or so, when I looked at my watch and told them that I would have to shower and get ready for my party. As I didnt know what Scott had told Rob, so I closed the bathroom door when I showered. As I was about to turn the shower on, I heard the sound of whispering outside the door, and the handle slowly move. I smiled, to myself, as I realised that Scott must have told his friend about our game. When I was in my bedroom, fastening my bra, I heard.