“Come on in,” I said.“What about my sister?”“She has no part in this,” I said. “She tried to explain things to you, but you wouldn’t l...sten. She’s completely clean and has NEVER been involved in anything on this side of the business. I’m keeping it that way. We all know my history with your grandfather. Now, come in and sit down at the table.”We walked to the dining room where Eve was standing against the wall, her .357 ostentatiously displayed in an unsnapped holster. I placed the pistol and. Immediately, Bayard has her throat in his other hand. He isn’t squeezing it though. So, it's clearly just a warning for her to stop. Sabina understands this as her gaze drops to the floor. Taking his hand away he orders, “Sit down in the chair.” Sabina sits back down in the chair trying to keep the frown off her face.“I don’t need you to tie me to this chair. I’ll be good.”“Dixie bring me the ball gag.” If looks could kill, I would be dead with the look Sabina shoots at me at that demand. Her. She was breathing hard after running all the way back up from the water with soles of her feet moving fast to avoid the pain from the hot sand. She knocked off all the sand from between her toes as soon as they reached the oasis of the shaded blanket and the cooler with the iced pop.In a spirited hump on top of the beach blanket, Bob managed to slip his cock under the edge of her bathing costume and he stealthily slid inside her brimming wet slit with little difficulty. They were both in the. She had tended toward rather ratty tee shirts, ill-fitting jeans and grungy running shoes. Her complexion had been blotchy, her hair straggly and lifeless.Today, Louise was another story. Her hair was shining and casually styled in the way that shows thought has been given to it without excessive care. She wore a figure-flattering jumper dress over an attractive shirt that brought out the coloring of a complexion the girls had never appreciated. She even seemed to be wearing attractive flat.