Her hips hurt something fierce like they were turned into dust from how hard she was being banged last night. Her pussy hurt but felt satisfied at lea...st. It wasn’t yelling at her for attention. That was a first and a welcomed first at that. She was getting tired of her pussy being on a constant rage for dick. Took her a few moments to survey all the damage to her body before she finally decided to go downstairs. First she needed to get dressed at the very least. She quickly threw on a thong, a. The idea that it was better to focus it here than in more public places. So, did I do the Hall? What about it? I don’t know where I got the nerve, but I told him to show me. Red happily led me out of the pub and through a short maze of vacant hallways, down a set of stairs, and into the Hall. As we entered, we passed about a half dozen nooks where there were shapes in the shadows. Some figures standing, some kneeling. Most in pairs, at least one with a group of three or more. You heard low. " I'm glad, Man. I don't care what Jeff says. I think it's time for us to have some fun. My parents are always saying this should be the best time of my life and I'm spending it with a bunch of guys, hiding from women. I mean I like you guys a lot, but I want to get some pussy, too." Whoa, that's not what I want to hear from a guy who's going to ask my sister out." Yeah, I know. That's another problem with hanging out with you guys. I always feel I have to impress everyone with how tough I am.. "Don't worry, everything's gonna be fine," he whispered to her with a wink, that didn't do much to allay her fears. Then he left her with the detective for questioning. She looked anxious when Greg left the room. She propped up her pillows and sat up, still feeling quite drowsy from the affects of the pill.The detective pulled up a sturdy chair and sat down next to the bed, his pencil and paper in hand. A young cop knocked on the door and came in. He was tall and skinny and had a clipboard with.