"Lets eat out and go dancing or something". Erica said enthusiastically. "That sounds like a hell of an idea" I said. With that, I wheeled the truck b...ck towards Laramie.After dinner at steak 'n ale, we walked to the western club and got a table. "Erica, there's people here that know us" I said. "Mkay, it's cool" she said. Code words for "everybody here knows you're my niece, don't tongue kiss me". Nobody would think twice about a man dancing with his daughter or niece at a club.The waitress. They had been a very photogenic couple. Mr. James cut a dashing figure and Mrs. James was very beautiful. I could see Cooper's features in both of them.Out of curiosity, I opened the other album from the back to see if the pictures there were also of the wedding, and sure enough, they were. Several of the wedding pictures were even identical, shared between the families, obviously, and taken by someone who had been hired to photograph the event.Several of these had featured the entire wedding. He started drilling. I did not know if she was performing for me or if this was how it was with these guys. That bastard Genie kept pounding her pussy at a steady and wild rhythm, while poor Ana was grunting and moaning.The other guy watched and kept degrading my sweet wife verbally.Genie took his cock out of her stretched pussy and ordered my little babe to straddle his lap.Ana put a leg on each side of the giant black man and basically fell on his hard black dick. She seemed to love it. His. ”“Don’t worry, Sandra. We’ll figure out a solution for your problem. Hell, even if we have to relocate your population, we’ll take care of you. As for sexually, you’ve got a nice body and while I certainly enjoyed watching you clean yourself after your shot, you don’t do anything for me otherwise. I can tell you’re not ... well, like us. So please don’t let us make you uncomfortable, if you think I want anything more for curing you.”“I will say this, though. If you and your husband have been.