Jaq was being spit-roasted. A black guy with an enormous cock was fucking my wife while she was sucking a smaller white cock.I was very aroused at th... show before me and decided to get a better view. I stood on a garden chair and had a perfect view. The black guy fucked her for a good while before I saw him tense and fire his cum into my slut wife. Jerry the host was next and easily slid into my wife's gaping pussy.Jerry did not last long and also deposited his cum into my wife. Jaq was fucked. Luckily building ke nazdeek aik relatively behter standard ka restaurant bhi hai jahan monthly bases per 24 hours a day munasab breakfast, lunch aur dinner ka arrangement hai aur yeh mujhay real estate agent ne pehlay he bata diya tha, keh food ka problem nahi hoga aur yeh bhi keh chounkeh is building mein aur working men bhi rehte hein jinke monthly accounts restaurant mein established hein mujhay wahan account establish kerne mein mushkil nahi hogi. Chalo ji yeh bhi ho gaya ab problem thi keh. Being in a movie was different than a game, especially where a scene ended. Suddenly my vision would go blank, then when it came back, I’d be in a new location, wearing different clothes and whatnot.I had the power to pause, rewind and fast-forward on command, that much I knew from immediate testing, even before the opening credits were done. I tried many other things, like moving Indy around or making him say what I wanted, but it was like trying to uproot a telephone pole with my bare hands.A. . until Lydia Johnson stampeded through the woods, the pine boughs cracking under her sandals.Resting her hands on the rotted window ledge, she shaded her eyes against the moon's glare and peered inside the cracked glass. Jim was raised his leg off Kathy's thighs, the moon light catching the blonde highlights of his hair. Infuriated, she clawed at the glass, her fingernails making an eery, spine-tingling squeak.Inside the cabin, Kathy lurched. "What was that?" Nothing," yawned Jim. "Probably.