The thought of having Ellen touch her naked body was ... interesting!“Then take your clothes off, Ellen!” Julie said casually. “But you better n...t touch me until after my brother fucks my asshole, or no matter what is on that fucking tape, I’ll start screaming rape all over this motel!”“Okay,” she whispered weakly.Hey, Julie thought, Ellen is more scared than I am!Jerry was half undressed already, his prick slowly lifting straight up in the air. Julie smiled at Ellen, then turned her full. I was confused and thought nothing of it. Then I decided to just wait in my room and prepare to do laundry since that was my laundry day. So I grab my laundry basket and went to start the laundry. Right when I left my room I walked passed the bathroom door the same time Stacy walked out. I told her morning and said "Hey do you want me to do your laundry since I'm about to start the load? Knowing you're the princess around the house I figured I'd do it for you." Her response was only a sarcastic. Her hand was at his throat as she pushed him down.It was useless to struggle. This woman was much stronger than she looked. Mancini might kick and struggle as hard as he could but it was hopeless against that unearthly strength. His head went under the water and never came up. The last thing he saw in this world was that beautiful and implacable face, her image broken by the ripples on the surface of the pond. Then nothing."After all our efforts, the bastard goes and drowns. Why couldn't he. His hand slipped under my top, finding and caressing my breasts as my own hand moved to his erection which was pushing hard against his pants. As Greg and I continued to kiss, touch, and fondle each other, I unzipped his fly, reached in and pulled out his rather nice cock, running my hand up and down its hardness.While I continued to stroke him, I bent down and took him into my mouth, deep-throating him very quickly; some women can't deep-throat, but I'm not one of them, and I enjoy it very,.