I didn’t see them myself, mind you, but from the descriptions I was given, I wouldn’t think they were on the up and up.”“How so?”“They’r... always parked so you can’t see them from the road unless you’re really looking for them or happen to see them coming or going, all the cars are older ones, or rentals, and everyone was dressed weirdly. That kind of thing.”“How were they dressed weirdly?” Taylor asked.“I don’t know. Like I said, I didn’t see them myself. I just know that’s what people have. You just get your energy back and enjoy." How could I say no? I sat at the edge of the bed my wife had vacated, and was excited to note the wet spot where she had gotten off watching me fuck our new servant. I put my hands behind my head, not wanting to play with myself while I watched. If I did, I'd have less energy to toy with their bodies more later. Sam moved back and forth, now, which caused their clits to rub together as well as their nipples, and my wife's eyes rolled back in her head.. She groaned out encouragement and tried to thrust backwards to meet him in an attempt to make him fuck her faster, but she was stopped by the cramped confines of the shower. Jason for his part was happy to languidly fuck his teacher - enjoying her growing frustration and need.“Jason” Karla whimpered. “Harder - fuck me harder!”Jason didn’t increase his pace in the slightest - instead raising a hand and bring it down with a ringing slap on her right buttock.Karla yelped and then shuddered at the. On the other hand, our backyard was spacious. Mom loved to work on it and she had several lovely flowerbeds which she tended diligently. There was a fragrant gravel path that stretched in serpentine fashion from one cluster of flowers to another. In the far corner of the yard, a massive oak tree provided plenty of shade in the summer. Underneath it, a wrought iron bench awaited lawn trekkers. Closer to the house, my parents had long ago built a screened cement patio.One night in summer, I was.