Her pussy was becoming soaked, from the few delicate, hesitant touches she was giving it as she explored it.Then she heard deep breathing, and looked ...up to see that Annie was rubbing her cunt in a circular motion, fingering herself and stimulating her clit.She was shocked, but a single glance from Annie seemed to tell her "don't talk now Michelle, you'll ruin it. Just trust me." And, obeying Annie's silent command, Michelle too began to rub her soft, exposed pussy. They just stood there, in the. Maybe, this was my chance. As we started the 12 miles to school, not a word was said, until he pulled of the main highway, down a smaller gravel road, onto a wooded area. He asked me, ‘Do you want it?’ I replied with a yes. He unfastened his pants, and lowered them to his knees, and asked me to do the same. I never figured for him wanting to return the favor, but I would do this to get to him. Draping a towel in his lap.he held up his massive erection, and I bent over him as he reclined his. Breathing heavily, he sunk into his favorite recliner and cracked open a beer. *** Revenge had replaced grief as his newest all-consuming obsession. Roger could simply not be allowed to get away with what he did. He deserved punishment, and Bill would be the one to deliver it. Roger needed to know what it felt like to be humiliated. He needed to suffer loss as Bill had. He deserved to lose his wife, his house, his k**s, and his beloved car. Everything that mattered to him needed to be ripped. As the door opened, Nick fell forward past the porch and down the street. It was very cold and dark, and the raindrops splashing on his head and shoulders were even colder. Nick, thankful that he was wearing a coat, looked over the empty environment with awe. The entire street was deserted. He continued walking down the cracked street, the events of the prior night still a mystery. Soon the street came to a turn with a non functioning street light. Looking further down the avenue, he noticed.