She opened her eyes, saw the kitchen, and remembered the night before. The ringing stopped.In the silence, she heard a scream in the distance, then fa...int moans. Not long after, a car started and drove away. The phone rang again.This time she heard some noises from upstairs. Footsteps thumped down to the living room. When he picked up the phone she couldn't quite make what he was saying. He came into the kitchen, still on the phone. He opened another bottle of vodka and took a long pull. "You. Deepesh answered the door and I said, “Hi handsome” and then I lost it. Through tears that felt like marbles I blubbered my tale of woe. My brother held me as it poured out. “Deepesh I may have made a mistake. I don’t know if I love him or if I ever loved him…but he’s been good to us and…” I didn’t say that one of the reasons I probably married him was that he had enough money to put Deepesh through College. “I can’t just walk out on him…but it’s not working and he doesn’t talk and…the only. "So what was it you were gonna tell us when we got down here?" Honestly?" Carly asked, feeling a bit ashamed."Um… yeah. Of course, honestly." I wanted to ask you and Freddie if you wanted to make love with me, you know… like that first night, but better because we are experienced and know what we want now."Sam stared at her incredulously, trying to process everything. "You wanted all of us to fuck? What would that have done?" I don't know, Sam… make things feel special. This was our last night. With his eyes locked onto her heavy tits and big areolas, the cop said, “But first, I need you to help me with something.” As he said this, he pulled down his zipper, reached inside his boxers and pulled out his already semi-hard cock.“Let’s get this taken care of, so I can search this place and get you down to the station,” he said, as he nudged the tip of his prick up against Angie’s lips. At first she resisted and turned her head away, but the cop grabbed the hair at the back of her head and.