She’s getting it. She’s feeling my husbands hard cock inside her and I just can’t look away. She’s riding him faster and harder. The car is sh...king, all the neighbours must be able to see. My fingers start rubbing my pussy. I can’t help myself. Watching them like that is turning me on. I lose myself in an orgasm and hear the door start to open. My husband walks in followed by his young mistress. He tells me to get on my knees on the floor like his good little slut. I do as I am told. He bends. ‘Please.’ ‘But then,’ I replied, slowly, thoughtfully. ‘Then you must do something for me.’ ‘Oh yes, anything. Just don’t make her stop. Please don’t make her stop.’ ‘Alright then. Anya, you can continue. Give her what she wants. And don’t stop before she’s ready. Don’t stop until she tells you to stop.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ And Anya carried on. Her hair falling down onto Rachel’s legs as she kissed and kicked up above Rachel’s knees. Rachel opened her legs and felt Anya’s tongue tip tracing swirling. They sought shelter wherever they could, usually where we had our little dynamite charges placed. I crawled over to the fuse ends that had been labeled for the locations of the charges. I lit a cigar and peered around the stone fence I was behind. We were still getting intermittent shots from the other side and could see their muzzle flashes when they fired and when I did I lit the corresponding fuse. A guard came and told me that the crowd that had escaped the house were in the old shed where. .Pretty soon two fingers appear and rub the edge of the hole. I quit rubbing my dick for a bit. Then he did it again, tapping his fingers. I was just a k** so I had no idea what to do. Then, all of a sudden the guy's cock pokes through the hole, then pulls it away. Tapping again...I get it now and pull my pants down, sticking my 1/2 hard cock through the 4-inch or so hole in the wall between us. His mouth was on me immediately, it felt warm and wet and good and I was hard in no time. I.