He'd barely realised in his fogged mindset that he'd turned a corner tothe side of the store, he'd barely come to realise he'd held it up tohis neck ,...nd was securing the buckle through the holes, and the slidingthe slack of the colar into place.And the memory of the goosebumps filled his head againThe memory of his body tensing and relaxing in waves as he fell to hisknees, his shirt warping under- His hands shot to grab what he refusedto register, but the giggling thought that invaded his mind. The housewife who was pissed at her boring life but too scaredto really change it.We'd pick up the bitch, talk some filthy smack to her, then fuckher in that old van that Alonzo had, filming the whole crazyscene. Alonzo's van was one of those enormous 1970's monsters,the star-shaped windows on the side. It was all so cheesy thatwe just had to call it the "Shag Wagon".And there was never a shortage of fresh pussy, 'cause we had the"bitch recruitment" scam down cold. See, my buddy PJ worked ina. It was obvious to me that Lyn had set us up so that she could watch. When I next looked back, Lyn was slowly rubbing her pussy through her panties as she watched Julie rubbing my hard-on.It was my opportunity to talk with Julie. “Julie, I wanted to ask you something personal. Do you mind?”“No, you guys have told me a lot about yourselves so perhaps it is the time that I opened up to you about my life and my past. Was there anything specific you wanted to know?”“I was keen to know about your. Her breathing got quicker, and her moaning got louder, which encouraged him to rub her faster and harder. It was amazing to watch her orgasm build and build, then wash over her entire body, as he kept pumping his finger in and out of her pussy while manipulating her clit. She lifted her hips off the couch and writhed in complete abandon to her climax. “I’m cumming! Oh, god! Ooohhh!!” Kirk’s hand was suddenly drenched with her juices, and he kept frigging her soaked pussy, slowing down gently..