She wasn’t answering. I went back outside and looked at her. She was turned facing the lounger next to her where two guys were sitting, side-by-side... She seemed to be talking to them. My call went to her voicemail.As I watched, the two guys stood up. One walked around her to the lounger that I assumed Jackie was holding for me and sat down on it. The other guy dragged his lounger right next to Jackie’s and sat down facing my girlfriend. I watched, a little alarmed, but felt curious as to what. "That's OK Farrell. I wasn't really planning on asking you to take me all the way to Georgia. Just a ride to where you're going is good enough."Farrell sighed relieved, "I will treat you to a good meal though. I know just the diner to go for a fantastic meal."I didn't respond to it. He probably thinks it is the best diner. But I already thought that most things he said should be taken with a grain of salt. He continued chatting away while he pushed the limit on the interstate. A few times I. Do you know what I mean?" She gloated, pushing me down onto my chest as she carried on fucking me harder from behind.The pain began to subside and I could feel the strapon pressing against my g-spot. The orgasmic sensation started to overtake the pain, making me moan girlishly as she began to speed up."Yes, Alexia, fuck me harder!" I screamed, feeling her speed up the tempo, her hips slapping against my ass as she gripped my waist and held me tightly. She started ramming her cock into me harder. He began to hammer his fist over his rigid penis as he visualized his wife being screwed by Jack."I want to feel Jack's prick swell up in my cunt and his cum fill me Jerry. I want to have his slick cock in my mouth and clean his cum off of it after he fucked me."Jerry groaned as his testicles pulled up and his penis began to spray his wife with his semen. He continued to pump his member until the last drop of his cum dribbled out of the slit in the tip and onto the floor of the tub. Still.