About three p.m. they decided to have a cup of coffee and some pie at a nice looking café near the station.The café was across the street from a see...y little saloon and two doors down from the train station. When they turned to enter the café one of the rough looking men sitting on the saloon porch yelled at them. He said, "Hey, you there. This here's a respectable town. We don't allow no damn Indians on the streets and we damn sure don't allow them to go into our café's like they was regular. By the way, most people call me Cal.”Before Mark could respond, Lincoln hesitantly put a hand on my waist, almost as though he was gauging my reaction, “How about we step out for some fresh air? Mark’s got a great view of Lake Champlain from the back deck… we could watch the sunset?”Mark seemed surprised at Lincoln’s interjection, his eyes darting between the two of us, “Uh… yeah, you guys should check it out. I should get back to making the rounds.” And with that, he disappeared into the. It just couldn't be her own son! Or... or could it?... Was that what she really wanted? Did she really want it to be him? But then, the smooth rubbery cock-head throbbed enticingly against her spread vagina again. It didn't matter. Her body was on fire. She had to have that wonderful, hard cock. She had to! It was Ward Murdock, absolutely, as she could never in her right mind allow such a horrible shameful thing like incest to occur. Closing her mind to any further rational thought, the young. Lynette’s husband, who is a big time lawyer, had us all sign a waiver that no one was paid for sex and that we all consented to being filmed. Lynette’s husband got his nice expensive video cameras out and then started videoing as different guys started kissing on her. AJ was really hot on her and he was kissing her up real good as they stood there and then Rocket dropped on his knees behind her and reached up under her skirt and slid Lynette’s little white lacy thong panties down her legs and.