After pressing a few buttons he turned the face around and showed her the text message he had received that morning from her. ‘I fancy a quickie ton...ight. Want to come round?’ Pam yelled out and put her hand to her mouth. “I...I never typed that,” she cried out. “I typed a quiche!” Jake laughed. “I did...I really did,” Pam cried out. Jake looked across at the cooker where the freshly baked Quiche Lorraine flan lay. “I can see that,” he told her. “It’s the predictive text setting on your. The hot water felt good. Thinking of what had happened and how we had almost got caught made raping my sister-in-law even my exciting. She did say “no” so I guess it was rape, but her legs spread sooo easily that I could tell she needed it as much, or more, than I did.I few minutes later I heard a knock on the door. “Come in”I thought it was susan, but it was Jo, “are you going to be much longer, I need to go pee. The cum has been in me waaaay too long and it’s seeping down my leg. She. "Oh yeah, you like that sweetheart?" he whispers, just as lost in the moment as I am. I can feel his cock thrusting at an urgent pace now inside my clenching pussy.Oh, fuck, I thought. I shouldn't be holding this, reading this. My dick was already stiff and in my hand. I was stroking the vein that was pulsating just a little, thinking of driving it right into her pussy like she wanted. My hands must've wandered over to that straining zipper and belt, and pulled it out. This was so bad, so. Now she had only a pair of high heels and a g-string and as she danced, one of the men leaned forward and snapped the string round her waist, pulling it from her. She was now totally naked and her dance had them all silent, watching her tanned body move, her thighs and bottom tensing as she danced, her breasts swaying and bouncing with her movement. Each of them was thinking of what he was going to do to her when his turn came.They were calling to her and amongst themselves, "look at the arse.