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Not recognizing the driver, she noticed the passenger hanging out the window and waving.It was Mark, waving excitedly. “Hey, Lara! What’s going on... Thank God you’re safe.” He jumped out of the truck as it stopped near her. “Where have you been, baby?”Lara didn’t say a word but allowed him to hug her and squeeze her to him. She wasn’t sure how long she had been gone until he continued.“We’ve been looking all night for you. I never thought you went out this far. Dad wouldn’t let me drive too far. ”Lunch was almost over – everyone leaving – when the two got there, Nat grinning from ear to ear, and Jeff blushing. There was no use trying to lie with the connection Jeff had with his wives, not to mention that they could feel their sister-wife when she orgasmed, too.Diana set a heaping plate of fried chicken, mashed potatoes and green peas in front of him, in addition to a cup of coffee and a big glass of iced tea. Nat’s much smaller plate of food was soon awaiting her as well.Ada came in. More

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