"No. not at all. I know the guys who work here. They won't mind if I come into your booth. That's much more fun for both of us than using this hole. C...n I come into your booth now?" Are you sure we won't get into any trouble? I don't want them to call the cops on us or anything." He told me again that he knew the two guys working that afternoon very well and that they're both totally cool and there was no risk of us getting into any trouble.I believed him. "OK, I just unlocked my door."And 20. I was shocked! Lisa had never let me do that to her, believe me I had asked many times! She coated her ass with the abundant juice form her pussy and slowly let Nate violate her ass. Lisa started to sweat and I could tell she was having a difficult time packing that monster in. After several minutes of trying Lisa said she needed some lubricant. She pulled Nate's cock from her ass, turned around and started to give Nate another blow job, once again his penis was glistening with my wife's. Why they felt such a strong need to invade his personal space, he didn’t know, but it was a trait they’d handed down to their daughter, no doubt about it. Vivian’s mother, Beverly, was one of those women who had to stick her nose in everything. She read every gossip column and trashy tabloid she could get her hands on. Although the two of them acted like the best of friends—they got their hair and nails done at the same salon—Avery knew for a fact that Vivian held a grudge against her mother. Dean was yelping as Thomas’ spearing really intensified.Looking like a pack of wolves, the horny audience now began to intone, “Yeah, fuck that bitch, fuck him hard.”When I saw Thomas’ body begin to shudder minutes later, I knew that he was creaming Dean’s backside.To my astonishment, a second man now moved up and took Thomas’ place. After he also came, a third guy took over.As this was happening, Thomas appeared next to me still without his trousers or underpants on.“So, Robin, are you.