So she held her arms open as he stepped up to her.Several things seemed to come together at the same time. Mark's hard cock pressed up against her. He... hard nipples nestled against his barrel chest. He was holding her, and suddenly, he was kissing her. She was shocked but not repulsed. Mark's body felt good against her, and after all, she owed him for saving her the inconvenience of replacing all of her identification and credit cards.Now his hard cock pressing against her should have given her. "You're not joking here are you?" Please I'm in some trouble at college," she wept."There, there, nothing your big brother can't sort out for you," he soothed. "Who do you want me to kill?" Please I was drugged," she blurted out, "I don't remember any of it but they have these pictures of me doing things." What!" her brother snapped angrily, "No cunt fucks with my little sister."It was true, all through school he had protected her from all the bullies and everybody knew not to mess with her."So. OK you OK? We can go?” His attention over the bar.The girl flitted round to his side grabbed one of his mitts and they left, to get into his truck and sped off.The big mutt came back in on the cable like lead, left to roam and immediately was pampered and petted by the woman in the green dress. She took the lead off it, the old crone joined in petting it having taken the lead. They too obviously knew each other well. The men closed in, muttering, licking their lips, grabbing bottles of beer. The smell of her pussy was unbearable. It drove me wild every time I took a whiff of her panties. I loved when she did laundry because I could usually take a pair of her panties for an extended time. One night I really lucked out, she had started doing her laundry, late afternoon after she got home from work, so since the laundry machines were downstairs, she was already tired and she did want to go up and down stairs that much. So after she brought down her hamper, she told me that she would.