The work week dragged by so slowly. We just didnt have time to go to a bar and troll for a stranger. But, each night, we made love again, talking abou...t what wed like to do this weekend, which bars wed go to, what outfits Erin would wear while she hunted for guys. When Friday came, we were at Red Deer Tavern, and Erin got fucked in the backseat of some guys car. When she finished, I pulled her into the backseat of our Kia and fucked her sloppy cunt hard and fast. It was Erins idea for her to go. ? Itsurprised me because she wasn?t one of the volunteers that work there.?Uh, thank you but it?s a few more dollars than I have to spend?, Ireplied. ?My name?s Brendy?, she said as she extended her hand to shakemine. ?Hi Brendy, I?m Rhonda.?She flashed a big smile. Looking at her outfit took me aback, she wasdressed in what must have been a very expensive dress, Fendi handbag,and beautiful stiletto heals. ?Well Rhonda it is my pleasure to meet you?.?You don?t look like you shop here often. ”A woman in the second row stood up. Everyone in the room immediately recognized who she was. There was an air of anticipation in the room.She was the lady from the Mother’s Council. I said nothing but looked at her and waited. And waited. Finally I said, “I hadn’t planned on a question and answer session. But you seem to have something to say. Common courtesy would be that you identify yourself. I’m waiting.”Obviously, she wasn’t used to being spoken to this way. An air of arrogance had. She was also unconscious. She gasped when she saw that Clarissa was covered in cum – the white sticky liquid was oozing out of her vagina. She also saw that her legs were at a degrading spread. Beside Clarissa was a man she recognized. It was Bruce, her surfing instructor. Not only was he sitting beside Clarissa’s naked body, but he was also fondling Clarissa’s breasts. When Lyana gasped, Bruce turned his head to her. “Ah, Lyana. So nice of you to join us!” She heard him say and watched his.