She was in her late forties, short but slime, long black hair, she looked a little like Shane but the eyes were different. Her eyes were green, pure g...een. Sam knew that Shane's eyes were a mixture of Ally and his father's eyes; green and grey at the same time."Like I'm flying," she spun around in a circle, which made her white short skirt fly around her "Oh Ally I'm so happy." I'm happy too, I know how much Shane loves you, and I know you love him too," The moment Ally said that Sam felt tears. I’m not crazy about them, but my girlfriends appreciate it. As long as I don’t jog, I’m fine.”“Well, there’ll be no jogging tonight. It’s a stately procession.” She demonstrated Queen Elizabeth’s partial wave. “It’s not a red carpet like in the Academy Awards. Instead it’s a stage where I pose for photographs. There won’t be any fans clamoring. Mostly it’s photographers shouting instruction about how I should stand for the best shot.” She rolled her eyes. “It’s not much fun, but it’s part of. But that might’ve suited him too. He would make a better woman than man.A sudden sound from behind the long row of bushes caused her to crouch down and pull out her six-shooter. The quick fluid motion of which was the envy of every man she knew. Tying Sparkle’s reins to the shrub, she carefully moved to higher ground.Stepping slowly, she silently climbed an outcrop of boulders, giving her a view of the riverbank below. Looking down, she saw the source of the noise.Standing naked in the shallow. It devolved quickly into one continuous orgy of sex and fetish. At one point, both girls were spanking the boys. At another point, the boys were licking the girls' feet. The sex grew increasingly messy, girls spotted with cum, the boys wet with pussy fluids. Finally, their bodies could no longer keep up with the demand. Muscles ached as badly as genitalia, movements grew labored and painful. At last their mistress relented, and they collapsed onto their backs, groaning and limp.The twilight.