In my bed. Not in a sink.”Steve drove Lucinda to his house, and led her by the hand, straight to his bed. Six-foot-seven Steve and five-foot-three L...ucinda. Both desperately horny for each other.It was a big bed. Lots of room to roll around and fuck. To roll from him on top, to her on top, and back again.As Lucinda laid down naked, she noticed that the sheets were the same hell-fire red as her hair and her devil-tail.“Nice touch, Grandpa Yahweh,” Lucinda smiled.As Steve and Lucinda kissed each. Outside the bank, the ground was a mess and someone's car was completely totalled. Roof destroyed and everything." Whoa…" she feigned wonder, "that's the weirdest thing I've ever heard." You seen your s*ster?" her mom asked, finally looking up at Tori.Tori shook her head. "I haven't seen her really for a few days." I hope she's not dating that Shapiro k*d," her dad said. "That k*d gives me the creeps." C'mon, Dad, Robbie is really nice and he really cared about Trina, and you know how hard that. "A big man with an old-fashioned wig stomped through the front door, gave me an odd look, and demanded, "Are you hurt, Lisa? I saw the bodies. Can't believe they'd attack you here." He turned to me. "You kill 'em, all four a'them?"I nodded."You best be goin'. I sent one a'my boys. They'll be along soon to collect them bodies. You have to kill that youngster?" The ensign?" I asked.He nodded."He was standing about where you are with all this lady's silver in a bag, and he drew his sword on us. I. She never thought in getting on her four so soon, her back facing me waiting to put my rod inside her naked on a sofa, legs spread wide, giving up her tight ass while playing bouncy bouncy on my fat dick. A conflict within her mind was apparently over perhaps had come to a decision. Lying on the coach, still saying: “No, please, stop it!” I wondered why this woman kept hugging, kissing me. Probably she had revealed her secret: she had fell in love with me, but believed she could .