She was here and the sun had set. “No, I don’t mind at all. I have some hot cider and plenty of pepper steak stew that should be about ready. You ...re welcome to have some if you like. My name is Marcom." "Thank you, Marcom, I am starving." I scooped up a serving and offered the bowl to her. I couldn't help but to look over as I bent over to reach the pot of cider and look at her as she set herself on a log. She sat and arched her body backwards as if to stretch. Her shirt slipped over her large. Her slim naked black body exquisite, and silhouetted against the morning light from the window. For a moment she stood looking down at Tony amidst the crumpled bed clothes. He had turned on his stomach breathing heavily, and she could clearly see the scratches that she had made on his back from their lovemaking of the night before.Cassie smiled slightly, she had made plenty of porno films before. But working with Tony was an entirely different, and very pleasant experience for her. Her. ." she purrs, licking my juices from her fingertips before shoving them deeply into my pussy. I moan at the sudden thrusting of her fingers that match her husband's thrusting in my mouth. Dear god, these two make me want to cry out and I know the games have just begun with them. After minutes of teasing, she slides under me, her tongue lapping at my clit. I lower myself down on her face as she licks and bites and fingers my pussy, the man's cock still hard in my mouth. My body can't take much. Why didn't I go back to being a photographer for Playboy when I got out of the Marines? All I could come up with was that, when I got out, I had to go someplace where "the enemy" wouldn't find me, cause they were still really pissed off at me for all the damage I'd done, and all the important people I'd had to (I raised my eyebrows and whispered) "deal with."We were a rural, very small town. If she'd talked to any of the ten people within shouting range, she would have learned what kind of crap.