I climbed the ladder, and was surprised to look down into the room. Six of the guys were passing her around copping feels and removing her clothes. On...e she was naked, her escort stepped forward. Bent her over a dingy old couch arm and roughly fucked her. Telling her what a slut she was. How the six guys were going to pleasure themselves with her. And what her unsuspecting husband would think of his pure little wife servicing seven black studs in one afternoon. He slapped her ass and said you. She bends over on the couch. "Do me doggy"He gets up and I see him position his dick against her. He slides in with no fuss. "Ah that's much better." He says.She rocks her hips back against him. His dick disappears to the hilt and I know its deep inside my wife.I think about how much I've compromised already. I wasn't even sure I was going to be ok with fucking, and now I'm watching my wife get pounded doggy style by my friend with no condom on. Just flesh against flesh with his hard cock. She had watched all of the women (some her own children!) dancing and rubbing themselves against him with envy, but didn't trust herself to be in such close contact with him. Now she felt moved to defend the man she was growing almost lovesick over, she would forgive him anything in her current state."From what we heard it sounds as if Ben has been looking after David and Beckie for years now. If you ask me she was better off away from Adam." Maybe so, but what gives Ben the right to act like. "Haaaaawt!" said the youngster, and she was right. It had to be one hundred and ten degrees. Or did she mean... no, no one that young could have her mind that far in the gutter? But shortly after she said it, she reached behind her back and untied her yellow string bikini, and lifted it off of her chest, revealing possibly the most perfect breasts Des had ever seen. Perfectly round and full, the top must’ve not had any padding at all, because they somehow were almost the exact size and shape.