" That was the bookkeeper's plan. What a person will or won't do for a piece of ass. I think this Sissy was going to tag Ronald with the theft and I t...hink he was taken for a ride. Then he had a bit of remorse and took steps to get out of the situation." I'll get in touch with Orrin and see what he says. I'll call you back."We sat in the van after getting some sandwiches and coffee from a fast food place. Randal gobbled up his food. I guessed he had been missing a few meals. Ten minutes later. "Her comment took him by surprise. At the very least he'd expected some small form of chastisement. That he'd been honest about what he was doing had probably defused the situation somewhat, but that he'd also been playing with himself should have gotten a bit stronger of a response than that.Darlene stood at the window, slightly back and away from the parted curtains adjusting the binoculars until she could see more clearly. She laughed. "She told me she was going to do that some time,". And to cap it off, she slid a finger up my ass and gently massaged my prostate. I was hard again in seconds. There was no hurry, no urgency. I surrendered to the sensation, and to the breeze, and the sun, and the crash of the surf. It was the complete moment, except for one thing. I had to taste her pussy again."Let me eat you as you blow me," I begged. She shifted position to allow me access to her cunt and resumed sucking. The musky taste of her juices, the silky softness of her folds, the. One among many.I looked around to see what vehicles were moving. I spotted a big Ford F250 with a 'cow killer' front grill and exhaust stacks that rose up behind the cab. The driver had just slammed into a Kia when the road bounced him across the intersection. I ran over to the guy who was just climbing down out of the cab to fight with the Kia's driver. I grabbed his shirt and shook him. Now, I'm just a little bitty guy, maybe five-five, one sixty. The guy driving the pickup looked like he.