Carl was now, after that ritual of sorts, officially part of the scene. He was also now part of an eclectic, but classic, mix of middle America. An ol... man, sitting at the back, and most likely coming there since the restaurant was new. A woman with two kids fussing over the egg yoke on her son's shirt put on fresh that very morning. A couple obviously driving through and angry that there was no golden arches to eat under, and the local sheriff still watching him with a cop's eyes. A cop, Carl. ”Miss Elsa and her father thought it was an excellent idea. They didn’t have the provisions necessary for the winter to come. We’d drop them off game from time to time, a deer once, half a bighorn sheep, even part of a bear that had come out of hibernation during a warm spell. I’m pretty sure it was the only times they got meat.We’d already had some snows that mostly melted in a few days but we all knew there would come a time when that wouldn’t happen. One of her brothers was undecided, but. After several minutes pumping, my sweet wife climaxed twice more without him seeming to even get close. Suddenly he broke off to take another drink, telling one of his mates to take over fucking Anita…He made them swap round from time to time; a couple of them came inside her pussy and another one in her mouth.Ana herself came more times than I could keep count of.Eventually Big Johnnie teased her about how he was going to fuck her ass and she kept begging him not to because she thought he was. Brad was not ugly, but he definitely thought he was better looking than anyone else thought him to be. I laughed, but said, "I'd better not say anything. He is my boss." "Very smart," she said and grinned. At around this time Margie asked me to help her find her purse that she purportedly left in the other room our party was in at this bar. I knew it was a decoy because I distinctly remembered she did not have a purse with her at the bar. My body surged with excitement. I knew Margie was.