Shirley vented all of the rage and anger that she felt towards Daryl. She explained how he didn’t act like he cared after Ted had been attacked. Sha...on listened to the whole story without saying a word other than to nod her head and urge the woman to tell more. She shook her head in all of the right parts, said ‘ohh’ when it was appropriate, and basically provided a sympathetic ear. When Shirley finally finished her story, Sharon knew that she was out of her depth. Looking around for a minute,. He quickly came back and said he needed to jump in the shower because he was sweating from running around. I sat on the bed wondering if he wanted me to join him or if he was honestly hot. Determined not to put a toe out of line I kept my hands firmly planted between my knees until I heard him ask me for the towel. I mean seriously, how much control must a person practice? Without looking I handed him the towel and returned to the bed. The self control between two people that so obviously. Marsha pulled her rope in and Steve taped her. She was bent over the transom with her legs spread pulling in her rope. She looked practically naked in her wet bikini. Debbie skied by herself and for a while and then she got into the boat. Steve taped her getting in also. Debbie was kneeling on the transom bent over with her legs spread. Steve was taping. I was driving and watching the ropes to make sure they didn't get tangled in the prop. I didn't see Marsha or Debbie get into the boat. I heard Katie say, "Go on Jay, fuck my husband, fuck the cum eating slut like the whore he wants to be". I was shocked to hear her speak like that but then, it was true, I wanted him to fuck me exactly like that. Jay knelt between my legs, spit on my ass then lifted up my legs so they were almost wrapped around his back; I felt the head of his cock pressing against my ass and then a bolt of pain as he slipped inside. The pain was soon replaced by a feeling of fullness and pleasure and he.