Their cars were gone. No bodies were found and they never made ithome.Personally, I thought whoever was doing it was doing the world a publicservice, ...but my friends had a feeling that something was up. They thoughtthey knew something that the police didn't know. But they needed proof. So weall gathered at my place one night. . . ."O.K., people. We all know why were here." Brad said. Then Karen raised herhand. "I don't know why we're here." She said."The Waffle House is kidnapping our. She smiled at her teacher.“You are a hot, nasty slut too, aren’t you Tiffany?” Miss Mallory asked, while she fucked the two cocks inside of her. She felt Timmy fucking her juicy ass faster and faster. She reached out and groped Tiffany’s tits, squeezing them and tugging on her sensitive nipples.“Oh, Miss Mallory, I am a nasty slut. I’m a cock-slut and a cum-slut and a pussy-slut and I want to be an ass-slut, just like you!” Tiffany cried, grinding her oozing cunt on Mr. Walker’s face. “How does. Tomorrow was the rarest of gems in baseball -- a day off with no game, and, for once, no makeup game. No obligations of any kind. Our next ballgame was 56 hours away, the night after next in Johnson City. I gave the tean my standard "don't kill yourselves" speech and let them loose -- telling myself they were responsible adult males.Yeah, right.Just over the thirty minutes I'd allowed myself, I came out of the cinder block shower palace, clean, dressed in an actual suit and tie, and looking. "Jin, are you paying attention?" Kigumi's voice snapped Jin back to thepresent. "Honestly, here I was, offering you a reward for doing so well inmy class recently and you can't be bothered to enjoy it properly."Jin looked down to behold a feast for the eyes. Kigumi knelt between hisknees, his hard cock nestled lovingly between her massive mammaries as shesuckled on its head. Kigumi rose to her feet, her bosom gently swayingwith her movements."If you're going to be like that though, I'm going to.