The difference is I feel safe at work with all my friends. Unfortunately walking through the poorly lit park alone at night is a different matter. Som... times it can be quite terrifying, I always walk a little faster when get to the park, almost running. The thought of being mugged or beaten or even murdered scares me. This night was even worse. It was quite cold and dark and from the moment I took the hair bobble off, let my hair down and stepped out of the door I had a chill down my spine and. She downed that and within minutes I could tell the Molly was kicking in, she was dancing around the living room and I tole her to take off her to and skirt ( she normally wouldn’t do that) so she now just had on a black bra and thong. As she danced around I sent a text to the guy who supplied me and told him she was almost ready to play. He said he was on his way and if he could bring a friend too, I said sure. I then told my wife to take off her bra and she did. I was so hard watching her. She was lifted stripped of her top and then moved over to the hotel bed. The first lad dropped onto the bed and his friends lowered her onto his cock, the next lad knelt behind her and forced his cock deep into her ass, then the third one jumped on the bed, squeezed his body between the wall and her head then shoved his cock down her throat.I walked over and sat in a chair by the window, looking out at the night sky, seeing all the people running around down below while the reflection of these. " Yes," Evan said drily. "I seem to recall that comment from your lips a number of times in the past." You were terrible," Camille said, smiling at the memory."Do you recall the time you thought it wise to ride a mechanical bull?" Evan wondered. "I believe you lasted as long on that seat as I typically did on a board." And my butt hurt for a week!" Camille answered. "We had a lot of fun, Evan." Aye," Evan agreed. "You know, we can still have fun. I'm not talking necessarily like the old days –.