One rainy day she had already gone past my house to go home, to my surprise she returned a few moments later in a hurry going in the opposite directio...n towards the supermarket at the bottom of the hill. I was about to turn away to start cooking my evening meal when I saw her slip and fall on the pavement. I heard her cry out.When she sat up I could see that her leg was bleeding badly and she was crying as she frantically searched the area where she had fallen. I ran out of the house and helped. About halfway across the lobby, a voice sang out, “Hey guys, wait up!”Frank looked around to see a woman waving at them from across the lobby. He gave her a curious look as she came closer, but it was Brenda who remembered her from earlier in the day. “Liz! Good to see you again!”Liz came to them, her high heels clicking on the tile of the lobby floor. “You guys are such lifesavers! Thank you so much!”“Oh, you’re welcome. I’m glad we were able to help. What’s going on with your car?” asked. ”“So, who’s the woman with Caroline in the other picture?” asked John, changing the topic. In this picture both women were sitting on a low stone fence outside of a large Victorian house in the bright sunlight. Both women were wearing sun dresses, Caroline a halter-topped button-front print, and the other woman in a tube top with a wrap skirt. Both women showed extremely generous amounts of leg, and in the case of the shorter blonde with Caroline, an abundance of cleavage, as well.Malcolm. Everything I've said here about facials goes out the window the first time you hit me in the eye with your cum, and I really mean you, the reader of this story. That shit burns for the rest of the day. I had been in this relationship for under three months, and we had already been free spirits about sex and our turn-ons. I had confided my desire of being forced to have sex and with three men.'I'm kneeling on the floor and having a 'Doggy Fuck', with one of them, while the other two men are.