Mrs. Evans scowled across at me. “That’s enough messing around Mike, show me what you do with my panties, as if I didn’t know.” Wrapping the p...nties around my cock again, I started to slide the lacy material up and down my shaft and closed my eyes to intensify the sensation. In my mind it was Mrs. Evans’s fingers around my cock and I groaned softly. I worked the panties over my knob, smearing my pre-cum over it. Again it wasn’t my pre-cum, it was Mrs. Evans’s wet cunt on my knob. As I sat there. And the rent was low enough that my woman didn’t have to work.We did get visits from all in sundry. Read, the entire population of Laughlin, Nevada. I bit my tongue and it hurt, but nothing untoward was asked of us or even worse, offered. But then it was.I don’t know why the other Willis clan couldn’t get it, but it was clear that they just couldn’t seem to. More’s the pity. The bad news was that my woman was on their side.It’d been Candace that had gotten me to be okay being around the bad. When he filmed enough he went to his computer and edited the film. We were told to go and put on two bikinis. When we came back he had set up three cameras out in the garden. The next hour or so was spent with us putting on various lesbian scenes for the cameras. After lunch we went to the bedroom. I had the strap-on and lay on the bed. Anne was told to mount me. We were fucking for a few minutes before my husband took off his clothes. She could not see him as he oiled up his cock. He then got. Most of them were low brows, too thick, some looked ugly, others just weird and a lot the wrong star sign. " "Wrong star sign! Are you joking?" We may be desperate, but we still have standards." "You'll have to lower them if you want to get laid." We did, and it was a disaster, Anne-Marie, and I decide to visit 'old man Jacob' who messaged us."Old man Jacob! You can do better than that." He was safe, and we could trust him. You don't know how scary it can be." She pleaded."So, what went wrong?".