My phone vibrated one afternoon, while we were having a picnic on the river. I looked at the caller ID. It was Frank. ‘It’s the Wilkersons,’ I l...ied as I stood up, ‘I hope nothing happened to the window.’ I walked off, Amber unaware of my deceit. The call was confusing. I had suspected Amber hadn’t given me the whole truth, but these lies were completely unexpected. I could almost understand her previous dishonesty. This I didn’t understand at all. I walked for a moment after the call had. . and he pulled out. "Don't stop," she implored him.But he reached down, grabbed his dick with his hand, and moved it lower to her asshole. He bore down then pushed his entire length into her rectum. This time there was little resistance because she wasn't expecting it."Fuck!" she yelled as her eyes opened widely.Without hesitation, he pumped violently into her, holding her wrists with one hand over her head to prevent her from pushing him off. Harder and harder he went, non-stop for five. Jack had been there through so much and never let me down. Now he was telling me we could stop looking over our shoulders. I wanted to cry, it felt so good."Thank you..." I barely managed to whisper, as a tear slipped down my cheek. It felt good to cry for Beth Ann, Carol, Joan, and Jill.Given a little time, a question popped into my head. "Is there anyone for you and me to go deal with, or are they all dead?" Sorry, partner," Jack laughed. "The bodies are filling every morgue in Orlando,. I always thought to bury my face in her ass if I availed a chance and never come up for air. Her balls are very pulpy firm and very nicely round-shaped. Her enormous well-shaped breasts showing no signs of sagging multiplied her beauty. They always seem like they are about to split open, if she breathed too hard. They are too huge in such a way that they left my mouth wide open and my hands tempting, trembling in a futile wish to touch them at least once before my final demise. She almost.