"Maybe we'll meet again sometime." I hope so."Emily was enjoying a mildly romantic porno called "The Summer of 76" when her sister walked in. She took... one look at the disheveled hair, the semen-stained dress, and the pronounced bowlegged limp to know that Veronica had had a lively night."Should I ask how your evening was?" I made $1,200 and went for a ride. Let's talk tomorrow, Emie. I'm done for the night."....................The time came when Veronica felt that she needed to reward Emily for. Just then Jan started to grunt and groan and I knew I was about to get a mouthful of her cum juice. I pushed my finger deeper in her ass and thenspurted her warm juices into my mouth.I had to push Jan off me before she smothered me as I gasped for air.Tris had been watching all this and came around the bed and sat on the edge stroking my limp cock. She was really intrigued by the feel of my cock and how it was growing bigger and getting harder.Tris told me she was a virgin but wanted me to take. I feel her tremble under me – nobody has done such a simple-yet-powerful thing to her and her body warms up as I move in closer. I move to brush her hair out of the way and she breathes in sharply. Oh? She wants something, well then; Gripping her hair in my hand, I pull it back, arching her backwards against my tits as I lean in and nuzzle her neck. My other hand slides around her front, taking her nipple between my fingertips, squeezing and pulling it away from her like a clamp.“Mmmmmm Gen. A vile man named Mark Glassner.” She cocked her head, eying me, peering into my soul like a scientist peering at a germ beneath his microscope. “Yes, that is a truth, not the whole truth.” “No, I just want to get back my wife,” I protested as her eyes bore into me. “Okay, and to get some payback against Mark. But the bastard stole my wife from me. Made her...be his whore.” The surveillance photos Doug Allard took flashed through my mind of Desiree fucking Mark, Mary, the SWAT officers, and all.