"Sally wished she hadn't heard that. Clenching her eyes tight, hearing only the lapping of the swamp water, she tried to shut out all sensation, despe...ately hoping that her father would come back and save her from their hungry cocks. God, why wasn't he ever there when she needed him? These men would fuck her crazy.But then it had been that way her whole life! Nobody was ever there when she had to have someone close to share her miseries. With a pang of dread she remembered him leaving her with. Her voice was both husky and tremulous."Oh! Yes, he's here, he, um ... well, he wants to make an entrance."Richie raised an eyebrow. "Oh, yeah, this oughta be good."Cassie turned to Mrs. Radson. "Um, he wants you to close the door but leave it open just a crack." She sighed. "I'm sorry, he's really taking this to the hilt, if you don't want to--"Debby smiled gently and closed the door as Cassie instructed, then stood back. Diane stepped forward, lingering near Richie as curiosity rose above her. And decided to hit Hickeys diner for coffee and Danish. Hickeys is a small family diner that is big on taste. I began going there back in the early seventies while I attended Peter Thatcher J.H. also referred to as Peter Torture at times. Gosh, that has to be a good forty years ago. After my coffee break I got on my Harley Sporty and headed back to my home in Myricks. I have a habit of checking the phone answering machine for business calls, and as there was one message I hit the play button.. Sarah then motioned to Greg to come over to her, which he did, of course. He was still naked and stood there, waiting for what she wanted next. Sarah then knelt and took his limp cock into her mouth, sucking and licking pulling blood back into it and tasting the remains of Lisa's juices still on it.It took longer than usual to get an erection again, but he enjoyed every moment. When he was hard again, Sarah pulled back and asked him to lie on his back. Once he was there, she put herself between.