I started to shake. Molly pulled my head up from her pussy and looked me deep in the eye. "This is for you, Sarah. You're about to be made into a woma...n. There's no turning back from here. Now is your last chance, do you want to run away?" A million thoughts raced through my mind, but I gave her my answer. "No. I want to get fucked." I let out a scream on the word "fucked" because Derek's cock rushed inside me. I felt his balls slap against the back of my thigh and my body began behaving in ways. 5", which her ass handled like a champ, but her husbands big cock was just to uncomfortable. She asked if I would fuck her ass again tonight while she massaged her clit with her vibrator. I told her I would be happy to. We went inside and she led me to the rec room again. It was set up the same way as last time I was there. She instructed me to lay on my back and she slowly started to massage my swollen member with her soft hands. She bent over and gently licked & sucked my nipples. . Adultery was a misdemeanor, punishable by both a fine and up to thirty days in jail, but things rarely got that far.But in this case, adultery didn’t even apply. Neither the Dalton boy, nor Millie’s sister were married. Both were of age and if they wanted to get involved in some hanky panky, that was perfectly legal ... as long as nobody got forced.Clancy reviewed his options as he drove away from the Vaughn place. Hanky panky seemed the more likely situation. While he had no idea where to look. . wait ... who cooked? I looked around ... the house was spotless ... who cleaned? I searched ... nobody. Who ever did it had a job for life. One of the drawbacks of North Island ... When I was done working ... I wasn’t. Same deal with the Basilisk ... I cooked and cleaned.When I came in the next morning Gonzalez was just finishing the conversion to propane. Propane is safer in confined and inadequately ventilated quarters.“Gonzalez!”“Sí, Patrón.”“Good man!”“Sí, Patrón.”The entire shop broke.