"Tim darling," she said softly, "are you all right?"He was unconscious. She took his hat off and sitting down took his head onto her thigh. She tender...y stroked his cheek."Tim, my darling, wake up."He moved his head slightly. She kissed his forehead. "Tim?"He opened his eyes and looked up at her. "Wendy?" Oh thank God!" Two large tears fell onto his face. She could not help herself and kissed his forehead again. "You've come to. Are you in pain?" My head and shoulder are pretty sore but my left. My only excuse was fatigue and total exhaustion. Actually, when you accompanied me to the cabin, it was a pleasant surprise.”“Don, you’ve nothing to be ashamed of. I didn’t help. As you said, you were pooped! I shouldn’t have spent so much time washing your hard cock, but it is such a nice one!”Then I couldn’t help myself, I licked her clitoris, then started sucking. Randi moaned and then grabbed the back of my head pulling me into her pussy. It wasn’t long before Randi was in the throes of a. Marcia slipped the leather motor cycle jacket on and the helmet and we got on the bike. Christ she looked like one of them gang sluts you see in hells angle films, as all her legs were visible as she hung on to me tight as we speed off.The club was hard to find as it was on the outskirts in a real rough area of the city. After riding around for a while we found it down an alley way. It was a real sleazy run down looking place. A lot of noise was coming from inside and it sounded as there was a. Morgan looked up from the television when I came in and smiled.“Have a good time?”“Yeah. I can’t dance for shit.”“I’m a failure as a sister. I should have taught you!”“You can dance?”“No.” We looked at each other and spluttered our laughter. I sat beside her on the sofa and watched a few minutes of the late-night talk show.“Fay...”“Pen...” we started at the same time. She nodded at me. I took a deep breath.“I’m having a terrible nightmare. Will you come to bed and hold me?”“Yes. Yes, my baby..