She was very close to John’s girlfriend and is basically inconsolable.”For a second she stared at him as the hairs rose on her neck. She wondered,... discounted the possibility, and then asked, “What is John’s last name?”“John Carter.”The color slowly drained from her face as she looked at Ed. This was news that she had not heard. She asked, “Betsy died?”The look on her face and the fact that she knew Betsy’s name told Ed everything that he needed to know. This was not the way for a friend to find. ”“You’ll get caught, Toni. It’s too big a risk.”“We’ve done it before when we watched Harry. He had no idea that we were there. They won’t see us, they’re too involved in what they are doing.”“They might not see us but they’ll hear us.”“No, they won’t. There is too much noise from the celebrations. Come on.”The gate opened and she quietly moved across behind the shed. Of course, I followed, carrying our clothes with me.The shed had a door on the opposite side to the pool. This allowed us to. Martin forced a smile but only one side of his mouth worked and oddly at that. He was nervous beyond measure but as curious. His curiosity ran in several directions at once and again he could only nod. He had no idea what she thought of her or why she wanted to talk."I'm Sandy. Sandy Davis but I'm guessing you already know that?" Sandy said as she sat on the bench under an elm.A giant of a tree planted at a time when it would have been scandalous for a woman to be this bold. Martin tried. DRINK IT SLUT...OH YA BABY now lick it all up; clean that big mess you made." Her thighs clamped down on my face as she came hard. I could feel her body shaking against my face. My mouth was being filled up with both of our hot loads of cum. As my tongue darted up into Carol's pussy the thick fluids washed into my mouth like a wave at the shore lines. The hot gooey feeling against my tongue with the salty, slightly bitter, taste was pure ambrosia in my mouth. My mind started to wonder if.