When daylight came, we rolled out of bed and got dressed. Abi whipped up some breakfast while I looked after the livestock. We were on the road to the...next potential mine sight a little quicker than normal. Abi said, "Ya know, I must be getting' used to this married life stuff? I ain't near so sore down there as I used ta be." I laughed, but I didn't say anything. After all, what could I say that wouldn't get me into some kind of trouble?We had gone about 15 miles and it was pushing toward. Scott did not move but eased her lips off his now red throbbing cock. “Evie, I want it my way, okay?” She nodded and opened her mouth again. He fucked inside her again and she closed her lips around him. He took it slow at first and then with a sudden burst he thrust straight to the back of her throat. Her head held firmly as he fucked into her throat, stopping momentarily to let her swallow. That only made her tighter against his cock and he loved that. Her lips sealed around him, he held her. We were quick to lift her and remove the horse its warm saddle now running with her spend. She was lowered to my shoulder and I carried her to our sitting room Barely conscious I lay her on the floor, Sam removed her gag, she was such a poor state that both Sam and I were in two minds as to continuing with her menu, she opened her eyes and with a quiet voice said, “well what are you waiting for” We exchanged glances, then I read the sentence; ‘Then to be spit roast regardless of my. And this time I was the manipulator. Also, since Glenn is out with the “boys” tonight, he’s not going to know that I’m posting this until it’s too late. Hey, what goes around comes around. And believe me, I’m going to be saying things about him that he’d rather not have anybody know. I know for a fact that several of his friends have read my/our previous posts and so will be reading this one eventually as well. We’ve been in the “lifestyle” of cuckolding for a few years now-and most of our.