It was simple and tasteful. The walls were painted a pale blue-gray and were home to a number of abstract oil paintings; they looked like originals to...me. There was a king-size bed and a small table between a pair of chairs in the bay window. At that point, though, it was all mostly a pastel blur to me, both in my eyes and in my thoughts. Carole came in and sat in one of the chairs by the window. She was sipping a glass of red wine and had the broad smile she wore far too often for my taste. . And then I saw him look past me and I knew Glen stood there waiting for the cue to do something.When he moved, I felt him behind me and he pushed me lower, my pussy opening up more as Carlton's cock slid deep inside of it. Then I felt the familiar cool wetness of the lube inside the crack of my ass.Oh god no, they weren't ... how would I survive it? Being fucked by the two of them at once ... I had heard of such things but never thought ... never dreamed that I'd be the woman shared by two men. That was why he insisted on getting involved with thestalking phase of our current operation," Courtney explained even thoughshe had done so on a few occasions previously. It was more of a reminderthan an explanation. Bob realized that. But still, he couldn't help but feel threatened bythe presence of the two undisguised stalkers being in such closeproximity to the targets - the Morrisons. It was against theorganization's protocols. More importantly, it was simply too risky.As if his wife could. (That is another story, altogether.) Gracy was now 18. I started to notice she had become a woman, not just a little girl, like she had always been in the past. As a matter of fact, she was rather lovely. She knew that her mother and I were having sex, because she walked in on us, as we were making love, when she was 15.(I have an 8 inch cock, by the way, which is very thick.)One day, she was outside, getting a tan. (We live out in the countryside.) The closest neighbors are miles away, so.