She was so used to her sister’s pussy, she probably knew it better than her own. She was just surprised that her sister was that ‘open’ in front...of her friends ... but, perhaps it’s because it was all girls ... She still had a lot to learn about how people behaved as they passed through their teens and into young adulthood.Not even blushing, or hesitating more than a second, Robin simply looked at Samantha, and the watching girls, and smiled. “Sure!” she said, moving over next to the chaise. Her face looked so angelic. Suddenly I felt the pangs of my guilty conscience.I turned around and walked back to my room. I had a nice shower, took a nightcap of my favorite whisky and hit the bed. The sexy body of Meena, her double innuendoes and wicked erotic laugh all came back to haunt me. I could feel my cock slowly lifting the lungi, making it look like a camp tent!! I sat up. I opened the door. The dim light in the room showed that the sheet had come off showing off her body underneath. They all went for guns. You’ll notice they all have weapons in hand. I got two with the shotgun, one with my pistol, and my dog got one from the wagon’s seat. The owner sent a boy for the undertaker. Please see to the collection of the valuables from the bodies and return them to me. I’ll pay for the undertaker to bury them because I don’t believe in leaving garbage in the street.” The man stares at me for a moment, slowly nods, and walks back out. Stripping the dead is standard practice in. "Oh Sandy, I'm SO sorry. I should never havestarted this. I feel so awful." It's okay, really," I sobbed. "I don't know what's wrong with me -like, I hardly ever cry and this is like the fourth time today,already. It's got nothing to do with you, or Bob or Mark ... it's justme."Sharon immediately took charge and led me to the bedroom, leaving twosurprised men behind and closing the door behind us. She grabbed acouple of Kleenexes and wrapped her arms around me while I continued tocry softly on.