Michelle feltMelissa's anguish and hurried out of the kitchen. Halfway up the stairsbetween the second and third floors, Michelle found her sister try...ing tostop his attacks upon her. In frustration, Jack punched Melissa landingon the side of her face. One of her hands went to where the blow landedgiving him a temporary advantage. Excitedly, Jack ripped her dress intwo."Try stopping me bitch and I'll punch you again," Jack sneered. Michellewas able to stealthy get close enough to kick him. I chimed in, "Yeah, I like a beer with a little heft myself. You might want to try some of the microbrewery ones."They smiled warmly and asked me if I was from around here, explaining that they were from Canada and didn't recognize most of the selection. We chatted some, I told them what I could about the different beers and they made their choice.We hit the parking lot at the same time and with a "long time, no see" banter stopped to chat some more. Their kids were older teens and had. I could see his muscles ripple every time he moved in the chair. Damn, it was happening again – I felt that familiar twinge in the pit of my stomach and I adjusted in my seat as I began to get wet again. He was wearing gym shorts and he had a tuft of hair running from the middle to his belly straight down to his pants. I could see the outline of his cock beneath his shorts. "Stop looking at him," I wanted to scream to myself. Thank God I was wearing sunglasses so he couldn't see me gawking. I. He then climbed over the bed.He is fat, Caramella thought.Albert touched and fondled her ass. He then slapped her ass really hard. Caramella made a loud cry. She was used to being treated this way by black men and boys and so was not likely to be complained about such harsh assaults."I am going to have lots of fun with you," Albert said.He let his saliva drip between her ass cheeks. Her ass cheeks were now sticky."Ooops. Let me clean you up," Albert chuckled.He pressed his face lower on her.