If the two of you aren’t dressed and out here in five minutes I’m coming back! This is very serious… do not argue with me!’ She shut her daugh...er’s bedroom door and headed straight for the phone and dialed her best friend’s number. ‘Lynda… it’s Diana. We have a big problem! I just caught Brad in bed with Megan! Oh, God… What are we going to do?!!’ Lynda gasped and then was silent for several seconds. ‘Oh, God… Diana… this is going to kill them! Have you called Charles and Tom yet?’ ‘No. I was. Right up in them. Sorta like how Dave, Raphael and Marco have disappeared up in them, too.” The bomb lands with devastating impact, as Megan cranes her head further back to look at me more intensely. If I had known my associates had been there first, I would have been able to easily blow her off. My erection starts to subside. Maintaining that near-splits position, Megan bobs that ass up and down at me. “Oh that's so cute. Micheal. You actually are jealous. Awww. Even though you're fuckin'. "James, darling," she told me indignantly, "on the motorway she went on the hard shoulder and simply flew past a cement lorry on the inside —" He was going too slow," explained Gabby."— and then swerved right across all three lanes. I thought we were dead." James, lover, she's exaggerating," said Gabby."No she isn't," cut in Connie, who had now emerged from the back seat to join us. Normally irrepressible, she too was shaking visibly and in the gathering dusk the whites of her fear-widened eyes. She was starving!!!!She was so hot when she thought about him, her panties wet she found herself getting off at least a few times a day. She always liked pulling at her blonde hair, twirling it in her fingers, her other hand rubbing her tits, pulling at her nipples getting them hard, saying his name, moaning his name. This could never last long because her pussy was pounding his name so loud, she had to start fucking herself. She moved her hand that was on her tits to her aching hole, sliding.