A third fellow was standing a ways away laughing his head off. Well, I couldn't see that it was any of my business if they wanted to carouse out here ...nd was about to sneak away when one of the men must have lost patience and belted one of the women and knocked her ass over teakettle. That was a little rough, I thought, and peeking out from behind my tree I yelled “What the hell did you do that for” when the third fella drew his pistol and put a round in my tree. I thought that was pretty harsh. I did do my jobs including handwashing Susan's panties. She was right, they were a mess, it washumiliating washing another man's cum out of my wife's panties.One strange thing happened this week. When I got home from work onFriday, I had the feeling that someone had been in the house. I don'tknow why I just had a feeling. I went around the house checking all therooms. When I got to our bedroom, I could not open the door. When Ilooked to see why I saw a deadlock installed on the door. I could. Every time I touched her G-spot, she was arching back and moaned loudly.I kept finger fucking her and pressing her boobs hard until she released a huge load of white discharge in her pussy while holding the sheets really hard with her hands and making my fingers look as if they were taken from inside a maida just mixed with water.I removed my fingers and started licking my fingers. They were a bit salty. I let her catch her breath and then went on my knees again to check her pussy. A small. The clothes changed. She'd come downstairs in nothing more than her white thong and oversized T-Shirt when her mother was at work. Or the times she would come downstairs with only a towel wrapped around her head and another just covering only her pert little breasts and top of her milky white thighs, again. When her mother was at work.I'd never looked at Laura that way before. I'd never noticed it to be honest. I mean her mother is stunning, brunette. Brown eyes. Tight arse and a pussy I never.