It was that weird guy from the bar. The one who sat and stared at me the whole time I was there. Even when I wasn't looking his way, I could feel his ...yes on me; and it was as if I was naked in front of him.I hurried a little. Once I was in my car, I would be safe.She'd seen him. She'd speeded up.Good. The bitch was afraid of him. It gave him a sense of power to know it.She'll be even more afraid soon, he thought. And then wondered what he'd meant by that thought.She hurried through the garage. The guy relaxed a little and he kissed her back, rubbing her tiny waist with his strong hands.As I watched them, I felt myself getting hard,The guy left Ana’s waist and began fondling her tits and her firm buttocks. He kissed her neck, until Ana took her blouse off.He reached behind her and grabbed her nice tits, as I saw her nipples were hard. Ana turned around and the man leaned to lick her hard nipples.She opened her short skirt and let it fall down to her ankles.I was not surprised to find. What would this gang bang do to their marriage?One of the other wives who had been a regular for years offered to talk with Jeanne. She reminded Billy Bob of how many times he’d been between her legs and she still loved her husband. Actually, even more because he was OK with letting go once a year like this.Marybelle was in her late thirties and this would be her eleventh year at the camp. Since there were always some changes in the roster of guys attending, she’d fucked probably twenty or. His voice is calm, professional, no hint of strain or lust. For some strange reason that annoys me, although technically I should be grateful. I read over it and have to fight not to squeal. Ten dollars an hour is pretty good for a high school drop out. Even if I didn’t drop out for conventional reasons. I nod, going stoic myself, then hug him spontaneously. He smiles against my neck and sniffs. I washed off, and my clothes are clean, so I know I don’t smell bad. He sighs and lets me pull away..