He went into the kitchen, brewed some coffee, poured himself a cup, and headed out to the front porch outside the cabin.He looked out at the gorgeous ...unrise over the lake, and sighed. Then he picked up his Dostoevsky and pretended to read it.It was close to three hours later when the next person woke up. It was Jessie. She rousted herself, and wondered where Warren was. Ah, she thought, the culinary marvel is probably out in the kitchen preparing the breakfast of all time. Shoulda waited for. However, most of themwere bigger than me and I since wouldn't be able to stop Fred or Bob, Ilet the others spank me too.(Or so I thought). As the guys left to goand play a few holes, they told me that there was a note from Fred inthe kitchen.As I stood at the kitchen counter rubbing my behind, I looked at thenote. It was a grocery list and I was to "go shopping and have dinnermade by the time they all got back". Each of them left me their drinkorder and I was to have them waiting for them as. “I think you’re lying,” Ricardo said instead. “The cops would never allow you to do that, and you won’t be able to use any of the evidence in court that you tricked these fools into revealing,” he finished in defiance.“I’m not with the cops. I was in Special Operations in the Army before being retired, and I could care less about the courts. I want revenge, and no one, not the cops or the Army, is going to stop me from getting it,” I told him before casting a pain spell on him. Ricardo screamed. I moved your legs as wide apart as they could be on the ottoman pushed two fingers of my left hand into your pussy. With my right I firmly grasped your right breast. When you moaned loudly, I moved my fingers faster and deeper. I felt like I could cum right then. My cock was begging to be buried inside your burning hot pussy, but I was waiting for just one sign from you. And then I got it … you shouted at me, “Oh god, Baby … Now … I need you inside me Now!” You dropped your hands and face onto.