Moving is a blur. New furniture is a good thing. So is giggling with Susan over her new bed."Darned straight I want a new bed," she told me. "Who know... what manner of debauchery has taken place on that thing since you moved into Jason's apartment." Oh, yeah," I said. "And what have you and Jason done in my poor little trailer?"Susan grinned broadly, blue eyes sparkling. Said one word. "Everything!"And from the living room, Terri's voice. "Tina, am I gonna have to look up 'debauchery'?" Oh,. .. and I love him. I need him, he can't leave me... " her voice trailed off into a mumble.But I had heard enough. She loves me. Somehow after all that had happened - she loves me. And I love her.I pulled my dick out of her ass and wiped the sperm load up as best I could, smearing it on her tits and in her hair. For some reason I wanted to leave my mark on her, to brand her as my woman. I began sucking, slurping, nibbling on the back of her neck hard, until I was sure I would leave a nice. As Dave sat back with a big sigh he looked over and saw his little brother, his cock in hand, slowly jacking it .... watching Shelly. Then he looked down at my wife, a little of his cum stuck to her cheek and a shiny patch of sticky pussy juice on the puffy lips of her bald cunt. She was ready to be fucked. She needed it and Jeff needed it. Dave didn't need to say a word -- Shelly, still on her knees, backed up a little until her ass was about a foot from Jeff's chair. She bent over and put her. Sir Roland was in fine mettle and worked her body slowly before relinquishing his creamy deposits in the vicinity of her high born womanhood. It was fine with her because she was most definitely exhausted after the coupling with the mysterious Moor and had no desire to be tested a second time so soon. The others in the camp were already abed and she hoped the Moor would be gone in the morning because she was ashamed to look him in the eye after her dreadful behavior in the forest.With the early.