And she was meeting each thrust with one of her own. Ann now had one guy under her in her ass, a guy on top fucking her pussy, and the third nut deep ...n her throat. Howard was now sitting and watching his wife get used, while one of the girls who danced was sucking his cock like a pro. I looked back at Sasha and couldn't believe what I saw. One guy on his back was buried in her ass, while the other two somehow managed to keep their cocks driving her pussy. She was extorting them on in I think. Wearing her familiar western shirt and tight jeans, Joyce sat on the swing as the sun started going down. Her thoughts, as they had been all afternoon, were on this recent development in her life and her childrens' lives. Finally she got out of the swing and walked down the steps. There were bits of paper scattered on the lawn, and she started picking them up. Standing in the doorway of the house, Bobby watched his mother. He loved the way her jeans fit, and he was always gazing at her thighs. I’ll be right back, in minutes. Anybody wanders in here, Tony? Keep them here until my return.”I’m going to need legs. Runners. Messengers. People I can send after other people. People I need to talk with. And bring them back, willing or not. I need Mom. Nobody to send for her yet. Tony needs to concentrate on that names list. Mom gets summoned when I have a runner.The engine-room is a noisy place. Trying to talk to the bridge from the engineers phone, is frustrating and ineffective. I can’t. Over and over he did this while she remained motionless, her eyes closed in apparent bliss, an occasional tremor running through her body indicating that although not as violent as her previous episodes, she was having repeated albeit muted orgasms as he violated her.Minutes passed as he continued to fuck her throat, drool spilling copiously from her mouth, running down her chin and soaking his balls before dripping off onto the floor beneath, but he continued without pause.Then, as she.