"You're absolutely right," Marissa replied. She didn't know if she was rationalising or not, but technically, he was correct. Any excuse to spend more... time with him. We'll talk tonight.They went inside and Alan picked up a couple of items, some for dinner and some to fill out his pantry. After all, they had been out of town for a week.He drove them back to his house and they unloaded their stuff. Alan sent her into the kitchen with the groceries while he unloaded their bags out of the trunk. In. Her hand caressed my thigh before we pulled away and we’d driven out to a scenic spot and parked up.It wasn’t long before we were necking and kissing; then she had her fingers up my school skirt twanging my clitoris like a banjo. But that’s the last thing I remember.Letting go of the dog, I muttered, “How did I get here for heavens sake Amanda?“O there you are Sharon, I was wondering when you’d come round; I suppose you’ll be ready for some coffee and lunch darling.”In her gentle manner she. As she was talking and stroking your pussy you felt a hand touch hers under the table and she guided it to where she had been rubbing you looked at her as she moved the man’s fingers in your panties and slipped them in your pussy by now I was hard and you sat there stroking your pussy as you told me this stranger fingered your pussy. As you all chatted you saw your friend grinning and as you looked could see a hand between her legs too so now two of these six men were fingering you two as you. Two of the new hard-cases started a shouting match that he instinctively deduced was a ploy to distract his attention from the third yahoo who was already up the curved staircase and standing on the balcony almost directly above him and Bob. He nodded to Bob who was already ahead of the game and he wandered away to a position where he could cover the bar area.It happened real fast with the two yahoos at the bar both drawing at the same time. Before they even got a chance to open fire the third.