She was gently fingering my ass while stroking and sucking my cock. The more comfortable I became with Sheri’s finger in my ass, the more I realized...that I was kind of liking it. Really liking it.When I spread my legs wider and put a foot up top on the backrest of the couch, Sheri sweetly asked, “Would you like to try two fingers?”“Yes,” I moaned.Withdrawing her finger Sheri reached for the jar at her knees. Retrieving a big dollop of lube, she smeared my asshole. Then she reached down again. "Um... what?"Blushing beet red she looked ready to bolt from the room. May put out a hand, taking Sandra's hand in hers."It's all right Sandra. We were watching you as you watched us. Couldn't you tell?" I... that is to say... um..." Don't be embarrassed Sandra, we are all adults here. I for one, understand your needs, out here alone, no man to... help you with those certain feelings that need a man's touch." Oh God! I am so embarrassed. I never meant for... that is... I never meant to... you. An elected United States Representative.One of his assistants told me, slow Texas drawl, “Check it out. You’ll see the prison-like facility even from the outside. That’s the face of America these days. Down here anyway.” Her voice dripped with venom, “Zero tolerance.”To orient ourselves, we took an early morning drive across the Fabens–Caseta International Bridge into Guadalupe, Mexico. A bank sign said 7:21. And 99 degrees. No border crossing problems either way. Two sleepy towns. And I was. " Sorry mother." Hattie walked off, leaving Ann stewing.Ann hurried after her but realised quickly that it would be frowned uponfor her to walk beside them, even though their destination was the same.Instead she walked a dozen paces behind, watching her mother and sisterchatter about all their purchase and the fun they'd had at the theatre.Both ladies were wearing the gorgeous outfits they'd bought and each alsohad on new jewelry that cost at least as much money per item as she'dallowed herself.