He looked her up and down like a guy that had not seen a woman for years. He climbed on top of her and kissed her passionately without saying a word, ...awing and mauling her breasts. I took up a seat next to the bed and watched mesmerised. He swapped between passionate kisses and sucking, licking and biting her breasts and nipples. I heard Sally yelp in pleasure at least twice as he sucked hard on her breasts.Then he moved down, pulling her into position on the bed. He buried his face into her. He knew that. He was as much a murderer as the man who'd actually killed his employer. He'd lied in court about his role in the slaughter, but he knew the truth. It was he, as much as anyone else, who had murdered Eden St. John-Easton. As expected, the circumstances that accompanied the murder excused him of any blame. Who could have known just how much out of hand the rioters would get? But whether premeditated or not, it was Theo who'd allowed it to happen.The guilt plagued Theo more than he. Here I was standing, spread eagle for everyone to see, with a big smile on my face. The others went hiding in the bushes again.We had made a promise that the dare would go on, even when it would start raining. Only when it would start to thunder, they would release me, and we would get out of the park.And I was glad that I had said this to them, because it was only just past 8pm when it started to rain. We first could hear it fall on the leafs of the trees, and then I could feel thick drops of. "Goddammit, I said stop it," she demanded. The force of my thrust widened her legs, and my hard cock found it's way to her wet mound, and up against her cunt lips. Just then, through the window, I saw Marla get up from her chair and start walking towards the door to the house. Carol also saw her. "Oh Shit," Carol said. "Let me go! She will see us!" I held her down firmly against the counter so she couldn't move, my rock hard cock still searching for the opening to her wet, hairy pussy.The door.