." she begged, but her plea was useless. Ron was like a stranger, a cold, unfeeling and very angry stranger. She was afraid of him, deathly afraid... ...he might kill her!He grabbed her roughly, still mouthing obscenities, his face inscrutable as Sharon cringed nakedly against the floor, her hair matted around her face, her eyes fearful and bulging wide."No, please, Ron... I'm sorry... I didn't mean..." Shut up, whore!" he screamed, raising his hand and slapping her full across the face with. I’m sucking and fucking each of them like a pro slut. Once we recover, and climb onto the bed, I lie between them. Each of them is fondling me still, unable to get enough of me. They keep me turned on; ready to go again when they are ready. I can’t help but giggle to myself, thinking it wouldn't take much. I don’t stop them though; I don’t get this kind of attention at home. We joke, and talk like we do when we’re online. I’m amused two men can lie in the same bed, naked and not mind it. It. She looked at the two of us, knew exactly what was going on, and handed me a small note pad and a pencil; then she disappeared inside. I wrote down my number and tore off the page for Margaret. I handed Margaret the pad quickly, below table level. She gave me her number. The exchange had taken maybe all of ten seconds. We both breathed out a little, relieved that we had got the deed done before the world’s greatest genius got back from peeing. Just a little too late, Jeff decided to re-assert. "Like my suit?" Love it, Goddess!" Wait until you see Lynette's after she hits the water!"Sherry gasped. "That material will become nearly transparent if it gets wet!" That's the idea, Sherry!" Kristen said with a snicker."Does Lynette know this?" I asked.Kristen shrugged as if she didn't care. "Lynette does what I tell her."I nodded, but Sherry was still staring open mouthed at Lynette, who finally reached us."Going swimming, Lynette?" I asked, amused by the prospect.Lynette looked at Kristen,.