I opened the door and told him Andrea was out back and to go on out while I put the dishes in the dishwasher. I glanced out the kitchen window and saw...Andrea setting facing Mike and her legs were crossed exposing all her thigh. Mike was chatting and seeking a peek at my wife's legs. Andrea is five three and weighs an even hundred pounds. Her tits are fake and are now 35 double D. Her shoulder length hair is bleached blonde. I heard another door close and went to see was here now. It was Eric. The next command the woman spoke was clear to us all.“Mount”He hopped between Shannon’s legs and walked his way forward with his fore paws on the bench and his hind legs on the ground. Since the bench was at a slight angle Shannon could easily look down between her legs and see that giant cock approaching her vulnerable pussy.“Put it in bitch.” Dave said in a voice as if he were asking someone to pass the butter.Shannon reached down and tugged him into her willing cunt and when he realized that. " But that's crazy." she protested. "That's halfway across the country!" That's why I pointed all clues to us heading South. No one will think about us going north, at least for a while anyway," I said.In Rapid City, South Dakota, we left the car with the keys in it and picked up a paper. A couple of hours later, we were driving a '73 Chevy Impala that I had paid $400 for from a private individual.We passed where the Honda had been parked. It was gone. Good, I had wanted it to be stolen.We. She tripped over a crack in the pavement, staggered a couple of steps and ended up being supported by Adrian. ‘Sorry…so sorry she gasped, I just tripped and…well, thanks for saving me.’ The plastic shopping bags she had been carrying were lying on the pavement and Adrian helped her recover them. It was then he had the opportunity to see her properly and was fascinated by her looks. He was reminded of the painting of Freyja the Norse goddess by Arthur Rackham, except that Rackham’s Freyja was.