I can take a beating for eight hundred dollars!” Betty explained to her daughter like she was an idiot and should know that. “You gave him that mo...ey because he offered you cocaine,” Betty lectured Waverly as we walked to their backdoor.I assumed we were walking to the back door so that Hayden could take her clothes off and get inspected but Waverly and Betty started to strip down midway through the backyard and step out of their clothes from the night before. They wanted me to hose them all. I was happy than ever to touch her ass and went to the toilet and took out my dripping cock and believe me I moved my hands only three times on my cock and I erupted like a hose pipe. wow I was getting better orgasm day after day. Then we had lunch I took a nap and went away.In the evening I was sitting on the chair and she was lying on the bed next to me on her stomach she was dressed in a petticoat and a blouse and she lifted her legs which made her legs nude till her knees I fixed my eyes on. She watched him like a trapped animal while she feasted on the salted meats.Between a mouthful of food, barely intelligible, she spoke, “Your accent, you are from the Motherless clans, east of the mountains.” It sounded like an accusation more than a question. Ansel decided not to respond. “You have come all this way, and chosen to help me… Why?” she asked, staring at him contemplatively.Ansel sighed outwardly. “I have heard about a body of water so great that the eye cannot see where it ends,. John licked his thumb and fingers and did something I have never seen before. His pressed two fingers into my wifes asshole first and then as he worked her dirty deeper his thumb would slide past her pussy lips just enough to tease her. This ladys weird, John commented. She prefers one in the pink and two in the stink! Youre a dirty lady arent you? said Chris. Yes sir. Heather replied softly moaning. Youre a stinky lady too but I like em that way. said John. My wife began to shudder as they.