This time Stella’s husband was at home; so her place had been taken by another good slut, the sensual Amelia.The girls had gone on Amelia’s van; w...ich was large enough to fit a couch in the back. Amelia was a happy divorced slut and she loved to get fucked in the back of her van…I was unlucky; that fine slut had never invited me for a ride…This time I stayed at home, sipping a good glass of scotch. I watched movies and tried not to think about my sexy wife being fucked all night long by these. One that tickled her tummy and teased its way down between her thighs and made her delightfully sensitive pleasure button pulse and throb. One that, once it had taken hold, would consume her. Already she could feel her juices trickling and tickling her inner thighs.‘Am I such a slut that the thought of my sister and father being witness to whatever it is that is planned for me is churning my insides like butter?’ she wondered.“I think we both know the answer to that, Alice.”“Cheshire!” she. Now she came to get the deal with me. I agreed to her thinking and then we get onto make different movies where I had finally got two males also to work in that.The movie market got the real jerk here as we started to earn good money. I had earned that much amount that I planned to take them away to another nation where I can do the things more freely. They came with me and their bank accounts were very bigger now as they had made good money from it. There I hired a few Indian people who can. Two of the wolves accompanied Kazani and Saraki as they rode home, taking most of the deer with them, as well as the hide and antlers. Uncle Mazrobar would appreciate the antlers to use for knapping flint. Mereesia, and Senna had a stew started for dinner, and started hanging strips of venison on the drying rack. I guessed that the wolves were full since none of them now showed an interest in the remains of the deer. The new wolf was lying in the shade of the tent between Karako and the female.