She had better keep his attention tonight. “So, what can I offer you to drink? Beer, sangria, gin and tonic?” It was sangria for Lola, and beer fo... everyone else. “Cass, why don’t you help me carry the drinks?” “Of course.” She assumed there was no one else inside… Cass’ stomach fluttered with anticipation at being alone with him. They walked side by side toward the door on the cool, shady side of the house. “This place is amazing. It’s straight out of the pages of a magazine. Or movie.” “Wait. Eventually I was the only person other than the manager, FredCoupling, that was left to attend to our clients. Out of necessity more thandesire, I learned more and more about the business. Mr. Coupling apparentlywas impressed. It was early summer of the year2008 when I finally got to see the owner. Paul Simmons had flown into New Yorkfrom his ranch in Nevada. He was younger than I imagined, perhaps in his earlythirties. He was just over six feet tall and sported a thin mustache. I guessedhe was. However, he couldn’t remain trapped in the house forever. She had to start taking care of herself. That evening, he announced that he was going over to Henry’s house with Bill. It was Friday night and they had work to do.The choice between staying at home alone and going out in the neighborhood terrified Melissa. Only a little less afraid of being out in the neighborhood with her father, she followed Jerry and Bill out of the house. It was the first time in ten days that she had stepped. He then plunged his dick in her ass. Insead of giving her time to recover he kept on pushing until his whole dick was in. At this point she let out a massive scream. This must have killed her and she was in a lot of pain. He began fucking her pretty roughly while Ryann was trying to keep up in her cunnilingus. Both he and I could see Alex begin dripping from her pussy.“Your enjoying that tonguing aren’t you Alex.”“YESSSSSSSSS” in a scream. After a little more of rough fucking he pulled out.