How may I be of assistance? Instantly, my anger faded and a spark of arousal ignited deep within my pussy. I never understood how people could get tur...ed on by phone sex. Until now. The woman at the other end of the line had the sultriest voice I had ever heard and the mere sound of it made me wet. I had no idea what she looked like, but in my minds eyes, she was a beautiful, fiery redhead. I could feel my arousal level skyrocket at the mere thought of her and knew it was only a matter of time. Albert's face shifted becomingfeminine but more reasonably respectable, but will always seem to havethe look of pleading for sex. Neither talked on their trek but theirvoices had changed without their knowing, William's becoming highpitched stereotype of the bimbo he now seemed to look like. Albert'svoice became a pleasant soprano but will forever be plagued with vocalinflictions of pleading for something.Then their cloths magically reformed. William's briefs turned into awhite G-string while. Another gentleman came along the path and we struck up a conversation. He said he was a bit of a voyeur and exhibitionist. He would like to watch and play with himself or get involved in some way. He too, was interested in “tri” activities and, having earlier seen that I was with my wife, asked if she would like to watch him wank me and/or have me wank him in front of her. Well, I couldn’t vouch for what Kt would like to see so I suggested we ask her. When we got back to the shelter, another. She moaned and screamed like crazy, feeling both dark cocks invading her orifices almost at unison…Soon both men stood quiet; leaving Ana moving back and forth until they both filled her tight orifices with sticky semen at the same time.After that moment of distraction I looked out the window again and saw that Ana was on her back: her long legs were spread wide and one of the black men was pumping her cunt furiously.The other man had gone. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was the second.