.. have them come up to the Penthouse immediately, please. Then ... if you’ll arrange to have lunch sent up for three, please ... something substant...al—big ... huge servings, okay?” She glanced at me inquiringly.“Huge servings ... for at least two confirmed carnivores!” I quipped with a grin. “And lots of things to drink ... except water ... we’ve had all the plain water we’ll need for a lifetime!”She smiled at that and visibly began to loosen up. She relayed the last instructions to whoever. Why was she back in my head so strongly again? Nothing had changed that should have any effect on me. I thought about calling Mrs. Townsend, just to find out if Clara was okay. Maybe she was sick or something. I went into my bedroom and shut my door. I tried to get some studying done, but my mind kept going back to thinking about all the possible explanations for Clara's absence from our school. At five o'clock, I had worked myself up to being anxious on Clara's behalf. My mother came home at. I pulled her panties down and positioned the end of my cock against her slit. I looked over at Patricia and was excited to see that she had stripped and was naked. She came over and knelt beside her sister's ass as I thrust my cock into Debbie. She cried out as my thrust finished and said, "Oh fucking hell that feels so huge. Fuck me, fuck me." I needed no second invitation, forgetting all concerns about her being pregnant, I fucked her hard. My thrusts set her milky tits swinging, a sight I. She looked around for a phone booth to call the police from. There! About 20 feet away. She booked it towards the red windowed booth and started dialing. 9. 1.BAM!Joyce screamed as a hand slammed against the window of the booth. The rain streaking down the window made it hard to make out the figure the hand belonged to. Joyce’s breathing sped up in fear as she dialed the last number and held up the phone in trembling hands. All she got back was a dial tone. The phone was disconnected!“What do.