“We don’t have any towels out here” mom said looking to dry her hair. Perfect timing. “No worries mom, Rita and I will go get some for everyon...” I said. With that last statement I grabbed Rita and we headed to the bathroom to get the towels, and something else.The second we were in the bathroom we were kissing like horny teenagers (haha how ironic). “Oh god Rita I need you now!” I said in between kisses. “Me too, I’ve been so horny all day and we haven’t had any time to ourselves yet” she said. It all made me quite sick to my stomach. Throughout it all,I saw no trace of my quarry, the old man just wasn't among the mallpatrons.After my hours of walking, my poor new feet were killing me. The bootsdid wonderful things for a ladies appearance, but long term walkingjust wasn't in the cards. Exhausted and depressed, I gave up my searchand headed back to my car. Sitting there with my hands on the steeringwheel, I gave in and started weeping again.Frustrated and angry, I started yelling.. Jolene clenched her thighs as her pussy gripped his fingers, milking them as her girl cum sprayed over his hand and rolled down his wrist. Her scream of ecstasy was mixed with a scream of pain as her back was ripped open by his nails, just as her dress had been ripped by him. As her scream gurgled into silence, he was aware that he had just killed his minx—his inspiration for his long lost emotions.Heat still seeped from her opened slit and onto his fingers, cooling her juices onto his hand and. Her nipples hardened for me. I reached out and held them gently between my fingers and then all of a sudden I clamped down on them hard and then I started to twist them in opposite directions. She cried out in pain and Mom eventually told me to stop.By then Savannah was on her knees crying her heart out. She could hardly catch her breath let alone say anything.The first words out of her mouth were, “That fucking hurt! It was the most pain that I have been in, and I fell off the stage last year.