?Bottom's up,? she said lifting her glass in a gesture to Tim. Tim was gettingvery nervous and wanted out more than ever, but didn't want to offend th... bikers.He lifted the shot and smiled weakly at her. They drank the shots at the sametime. Tim made a face and chased his with his beer. She just watched him smiling. ?Myname's Gail,? she said. ?I'm Tim,? he replied after a little pause. She didn't say anything for awhile and Tim took a few more drinks of his beer, not looking back at her.He felt. The guy behind the counter set off warning bells right away. He was bearded and she could smell the scent of evil coming off of him like unwanted body odor. She saw he was of that certain tribe that populated the region of the Khyber pass and that he had the look of confidence that meant he had seen it all and done some himself. She was tempted to spin on her heels and make tracks elsewhere but it was only for one or two nights and it was not likely to be a problem. That was a mistake and she. Mercedes stared up at me, joy in her eyes. She wiggled her naked rump as she knelt there. My husband groaned, his face twisting. She loved her daddy's cock. I put my hand on her head, stroking her as she loved Martin.His face twisted. “Damn, she's enthusiastic. Who is this? One of your friends?”I didn't answer. I just stroked through her hair. My nipples rubbed against his side. His hand slid around me, grabbing my ass. He groped my rump. He pulled me tight against him. I ground on him. My clit. ”“We have to do something,” said Jilly, who didn’t seem to have lost any alertness from starting the day with a fuck, and was glowing with health even.“We have to find out if they’re still doing it.” Sally’s mind was always good at focussing on what was important, “then we’ll know if it’s just revenge or if we have to do something for the sake of other girls.”“We could keep watch on the tennis courts.” Even as I said it I knew it was feeble.“They might not be using them now,” Becky pointed out,.