All present and correct ( anyone seeing me carry out this procedure would have thought that I was Crossing myself ... not so ... I'm a Bush Baptist). ... stood up. Where the hell was I? There was a road ( yellow brick? ... get out of here! ) in front of me and while I deliberated as to which way to go I heard some shouting and laughter coming from my left. I made my way towards the sounds and came upon a house with a veranda stood in a substantial sized garden, with bushes and flowerbeds dotted. "BESIDES,IT'S ABOUT TIME SOMEONE GETS A CHANCE TO STICK IT INTO THAT FRIGID BITCH!"And then,after he had gotten her inside the special chamber,David had removed all of Samantha's clothes and chained her bare wrists and ankles to a wall,just before he had removed all of his clothes and looked upon the wonderous nude body of his newfound trophy."Well,Samantha.It looks to me like you really do want it.",said a devilishly-gleeful David,while he was stroaking his stiff cock right in front of his. Amara assumed they weren't from around here, maybe from new york on there way somewhere else,stopping in pennsylvania for a bite to eat. They were well dressed, they looked around their early or mid twenties. There was one man that appeared to be puerto rican, and the others, were caucasian. They seated themselves and seemed to be sort of fascinated with the small town appeal the diner had. They looked as if they had some money, which meant big tips to Amara, so she hurried to get whatever they. Still, sisters are sisters, adopted, not adopted, it really didn’t make any difference when it came time to bury the old salami in that place all girls love to have stuffed on a regular basis. He knew for a fact that his older sister Arlene was taking it there and in her backside and her mouth as well because she liked to shock him with her stories of how the boys and sometime the old married men would make her do things that only a wife should have to do from a sense of loyalty and marriage.