Maralyn let out a squeel almost gave the guy a heart attack. He dropped the porn mag ang pulled up his trousers in what seemed a split second. He was ...greeted by noises of disdain from both girls about what on earth was he doing showing his privates and having a dirty magazine. The guy was trying to gain some composure. He was trapped by two baying girls like sharks in for the kill. I imagine he thought if he ran for it, anyone seeing him would immediately think he had done something wrong. It. “She’s gone,” he said as he handed Brock an envelope.Brock feared the worst.“You don’t mean,” he said, leaving his thought unfinished.“No,” Sam said. “Not that. She just up and left. She wanted me to bring that to you.”Brock unsealed the envelope with shaking hands and read what Merie had written.Brock (it read),_I’m sorry but this is what I need to do. The last months have been terrible. Not just for me but for you, too. It hurts me to know that I’m causing you pain.I’ve told you about the. She moaned as he filled her again. The thickness of his cock filled her and stretched her tight pussy, and she hungered for more. She needed him inside her, pushing her to explore new boundaries, loving her as she'd never been loved before. His 6'1 inch body brooded over hers as he lifted her ass off the bed to meet his cock while he stood at its edge. He looked at his sexy beautiful bride, her bulging nipples peeked out from the opening of the butterfly clamps that tightened with her every. I was a sleepy, maudlin drunk at the moment and wanted some coffee to sober up enough to become a fully wide awake drunk. I fought with the machine for nearly half an hour before admitting defeat and unplugged the bastard and offered it as a door prize to the officers."Rita loved that damned thing ... more than me apparently and I'm surprised that she didn't take it with her. It grinds, roasts, and brews everything except plain bloody coffee. She can make espressos, cappuccinos, lattes, and so.