The only thing odd about the entire scene, which lasted for perhaps six hours or more, was that none of the rapists, so far as we could tell later on,...achieved a full ejaculation in either of Tess's two lower openings, both of which saw several dozen examples of Bosnian appendage thrust roughly into them. The first man, evidently the leader, as he was largest and ugliest, penetrated my wife's lovely tunnel and thrust rapidly into her for several minutes, eliciting first a groan, then a moan,. I couldn't stand what it was doing to you, or me.”There was a pause as he took a deep, steadying, breath. A part of me already knew what was coming, though. The strange thing was that I wasn't at all upset about it.“Nate, I have decided that I want a divorce from your mother and I have moved out.”The silence in the room that followed that sentence was deafening.“Oh …... okay. Are you alright?”“I'm okay. Are you alright though? This must be a shock for you.”“Actually, it's not really, Dad. I'm. After a while her foot made its way into my pants and was stroking my cock, I couldnt take anymore and sped off to the boys toilet to masturbate. About half way through masturbating to the thought of Mrs Peters, I heard the door open and close again and the distinct sound of high heels coming towards me, the door opened and to my suprise Mrs Peters was standingthere in the boys toilets watching me rub one out. The building had still some work to be done so the toilets were off limits to. ” She giggled.We pulled into my appartment complex. I pulled around over by the pool. We got out and went in thru the gate. There were only two younger, shorter guys playing around in the middle of the pool. We selected a spot with a huge umbrella and pool chairs. I took off my shirt and layed down. Joyce turned towards me and let her towel fall.I almost had a heart attack. She was wearing a pink bikini top, 90s style, the triangles were huge like 9”x9”x9” and it looked small. Her pink bikini.