Throughout this silly interchange, my hand rested on Mary’s panty-clad rear, reveling in the shape and texture of the flesh beneath the soft, loose-...itting cotton. Her panties are plain, white, boy shorts. I love her in these because they conceal what lies beneath in a tantalizing manner. In this hot weather, they also look cooler than the briefer, formfitting styles (I love her in those too).Holding my breath, I inserted my thumbs into the waistband and eased it over the swelling mounds to. "Aahhhh!" Brush Cut moaned. "Shit, that's great! I knew you could do it! Work it some for me! You know what it needs -- we all do..."Fred was discovering that pre-cum wasn't exactly poisonous; it might not be the greatest thing he'd ever tasted, but it wasn't bad. More confident, he bobbed up and down a few times on Brush Cut's meat, running his lips up and down the shaft and working his tongue on the underside. "How's that?" Great, Man! Come on, I was on you for a looong time..." Brush Cut. The desire to run was now countered by the need to enter into that room and join the woman - to put my virgin cock into that sexy woman and release this hot passion within me.Luckily I simply stood - rooted to the spot like the shadow I was.The woman was becoming rather animated in her movements, her big ass not touching the top of the bed any longer as she shoved herself up into that clear plastic cock. Just when I thought I could not contain myself any longer the woman let out a loud gasp. I was getting a sinking feeling of my own, thinking about how far those drug kingpins were willing to go to protect the cash cow.“We’ve had to make some serious alterations in our lives to avoid coming in contact with these cretins, but the danger will be serious almost as long as I’m alive.” Jim smiled to lessen the impact of his words but it didn’t work.I knew exactly how sick and sadistic those bastards were, and if they were going to hurt Jim, they were going to find out that I would follow.