Claire motioned to get up and I helped her get to her feet, Craig’s cum was dribbling down her face and I could see my own cum oozing out of her pus...y, I had never been more turned on looking at my wifeI sat back down and motioned Craig over“Now it’s your turn” I instructed as he took my cock in his hand and started to rub it“In your mouth” He nodded sadly and I felt his lips round my cock and watched his head bob up and down on me, I put my hand on the back of his head and slid my cock further. As I recover the black guy rolls us over, I'm on my back and he's on top, still deep inside me he says "it's my turn now" and as he's saying that he starts thrusting back and forth, gradually getting faster and faster, harder and harder. I run my hands/nails up and down his back, starting to hold onto him as he starts to really pound me so very hard, growling. The bed is protesting with loud squeaks and creaks and the headboard thumps the wall as I moan and cry out "omfg, omfg, yess, yess give. "No idea, mister. I am not interested in scavengers. Fishing is time-intensive, so you don't worry about stuff that doesn't matter. I am sure it is the same for all of us in the industry. It is history now, anyway."Tom was pondering the question of scavengers as he ambled back to the group of fishermen clustered round the professor. He arrived just as they were closing up and going home. The professor looked pleased."Ah, Tom. These fishermen are fascinating, with their tales of the sea. I have. Jack watched me make my first cut with the Cat into the side of the mountain. There was plenty of material to make a road at this point. It was a lot of stone and dry dirt. This was only a temporary access and was built to be used only once or twice. The well drilling equipment was heavy so I had to build it with care.I hoped the rig would be in and out of here by next week. After that I could move around on the mountainside with my Cat doing what was necessary. Early winter rains would be here.