Wear running shoes, both of you.’ ‘Goody, that means Jennifer can adjust the tail when I come in for a pit stop.’ Monica joked as Jennifer roll...d her eyes and shook her head no. Heading to the shower to see to his own needs, Bill quickly showered and then shaved before dressing for the day in comfortable pants and a cotton button down shirt in a shade of blue that almost matched the clothing the girls wore. Emerging from the RV at just after eight am, Jennifer carried Monica’s bag with her. Even through the darkness he could see her beauty, Her breast swaying with the rhythmic movements from her naked body. His eyes fixed on her, the breeze catching her hair, the scent drifting from her. The muffled sounds caught his attention, to this day he wished he had not looked. On all fours in front of the mystical creature of beauty, was a man. A man being taken, something in him wanted to move closer, but his legs would not, could not move. The muffled cries as the women drove into him,. It really is amazing how sweet it is in comparison to the bitterness of full ejaculate and I must confess a weakness for it...I finger his asshole rudely, feel its expectant tackiness, its tough, yet yielding, elastic ring, just crying out to be stretched and violated. I order him to look in the full-length mirror which is situated rather conveniently at the head of the couch. I want him to see every nuance of changing expression as he experiences the various highs (and lows) of having his ass. She started smiling and said: "I need some help with some chores in the house, would you like to help me out". I saw my whole fantasy coming trough so no way in hell I was letting this opportunity go by. The chore I needed to do was to change a light in the living room. The funny thing is that she is bigger than me so it was getting very clear to me that there was going to happen something. Trying not to ruin the moment, I grabbed chair that I could reach the light. I reached for the light.