I could feel Frank's massive head pounding against the rear wall of my rectum, his pubic hair was resting on my testicles as he screwed deeper into my...bowels. Frank was grunting like a wild a****l as he enjoyed his fuck, 'UHH,UNNNNH, please cum nooooow, Frank shoot you stuff, please,' I begged. It was after midnight and Frank had been screwing me in the butt for at least three hours straight, without stopping or resting. His cum was running from my anus like a stream of baby making juice, he. Something about that boyworried her.When her attention returned to she who had been him and she who hadbeen his girlfriend, what she sensed startled her. They were loversonce again. That they were lesbian lovers made no difference toeither of them. Why should it? Love was love and the world neededall the love it could find.She could sense that some of the other people in the mall wereappalled by their show of affection for one another. That was justthe way some people were. Some people just. She had a pattern where she would text the guy, then he would reply with a place and time. There was even a place and time for tomorrow.I needed a long range pair of field glasses, but they are expensive. Thinking that I was going to miss the opportunity to see the competition, I almost forgot about the scope on my hunting rifle. I pulled the scope off my Winchester 308 and went out to find a location that would give me a view of the area that I wanted observe.Sure enough, my eager wife was the. The two handlers were grunting with exertion as the continued to pound her. They both withdrew at the same time and came all over her. They moved away and to her horror, another moved in the place of the one at her cunt. He was able to fuck her standing because they had raised her bed and removed the bottom half so that her cunt was at the right height to fuck. The handler between her legs did not use his cock to fuck her. Instead, he balled his fist and forced it into her cunt. “Master.