Its not dark. He got a picnic basket out of the back seat and took my hand. Not in a romantic way, just in a leading way. Still, my stomach turned in ...n itself when I felt his warm skin against mine. I appreciated his hand though, because at this point, I was really confused at the nights turn of events. He set the basket down on a grassy area and went over to a street lamp. I was still unsure of what he meant by it not being dark, since it was. The lamp was not on, and the only lights were dim. I knew that wasn't going to happen, so I decidedto try to make myself more presentable. I did a lite version of my usualmakeup application, got my hair semi under control with a little water andtoo much hairspray, and changed my clothes. I was basically working upthe courage to confront Paul, when I heard him speaking from the livingroom..."Hey Jacob, no we're up, looking into any other leads we can find..."There was a very long pause, maybe a minute or more. "Yes, I sent thepasswords to. I fought my revulsion and allowed his hand to slide up mydress until it got dangerously close to my secret.Finally I grasped his hand and gently but firmly guided it back onto thewheel. "Better watch your driving, you don't want the cops to stop youafter all we've had to drink." Yes, dear," he teased me. "You really are my guardian angel tonight."Talk about clueless, I thought to myself. Norman deliberately jumped alight just to spook me, then he started pawing my legs again. Before Icould. I was not to be rushed. I went back up her leg, and down the other one. Rachel was undressed and plunging her hand into her own pussy, in an effort to gain some satisfaction.Theresa was shaking her head, side to side, it would have been banging if my bed was solid. I moved up. As my tongue dragged through her labia, she screamed, and she also creamed. It was time to put her out of her misery, and I plunged my dick into her soaking cunt. I waited for a while after tearing through her hymen, she.