Only this circle wasn’t located anywhere in the town. It was in the hills.Without allowing herself another thought, Felicity left her room, wrapping...herself up in her outdoor gear as she quickly made her way down the stairs of the inn. -o-“Well, this was a dumb idea.”That was the thought running through Felicity’s head as she found herself a few hundred metres out of town, trudging up a wooded hill in ankle-deep snow. She used the flashlight of her phone to light the way ahead of her for a few. Realize that Gren always was a good Southern Baptist lady. She grew up in a very loving home near Nashville, Tennessee. Tom, her father. would always teach his girls that you do whatever a man ask. Especially if the asking is to help in the Lord's work.Gren had one time seen her daddy tell Kay, her mom, to kneel before Brother Al. Kay had done so immediately and then Tom said, "Brother Al, I would be honored if you would refresh Kay with the gift of life."Brother Al then told Kay, "Please open. Later I caught another glimpse of Tina. Her small breasts, her flat midriff, her black pubic hair, her dark slit. And that wild look in her eyes as she again joined us. She took over as I handed Janette to her. I moved off the bed, pants half open, red face, hair in mess. I leaned against the wall. I put my hand down my open pants. As in a haze I masturbated and just stared at those two going at it. Their mouths fighting, their lips sucking, their naked grinding bodies, Tina’s hands groping,. They gave her another break once all the guys had showered and went out for pizza. All they could talk about is how wonderful my wife was and how much fun they had had with her. Once they got back things slowed way down. They still took turns fucking her, but not in succession.This went on until everyone at some point fell asleep, then would wake up and give her some cock and fall back asleep. At eight am on Sunday all the guys showered, packed up their things, gave Ann a kiss and we all left..