You saved us." We looked around. Our clothes were gone. The cooler was gone. Fred climbed out of the truck."You guys are ok?" I answered,"Y-yeah, I th...nk." Sorry, but you need to get out of here. The police will be on the way and I could get in trouble if they know what we're doing and I need to go see about the other guy." But our clothes?" GO!" Allie and I stumbled off into the trees. What a sight, the huge 6-3 Allie and little 5-5 me, both naked as the day we were born. We went far enough to. Ask Jake if you don't believe me – Mel is usually a certified, gold-plated bitch if you try to have sex with her before noon. I'm surprised she hasn't ripped your balls off.”Jim's grin got wider. “Not for me, buddy. She purrs like a pussy cat.”“Fuck off,” I told him, but I smiled as I said it. We both laughed.“Talking of randy wives,” I resumed. “I just walked in on yours getting spit-roasted by Pete and Jake.”“Good for her. Did you join in?”“Nah, I'd only just finished porking Sue's ass, so I. He made me stroke his shaft while his hand swore kneading my boobs painfully. I complained a couple of times and he slapped me again telling that I was no decent girl but a call girl who spreads her thighs for money and he was paying me so better make him happy.When he was completely erect he mounted me and spread my legs open. His mouth was pressed against mine while his hands were kneading my breasts to which he seemed to have taken special fancy. He pushed his dick in my chut and started to. Every month he would bring a new collection. He would lock the television room every night and send me and my mother out. He would watch the movies till late at night, and many times till 4 in the morning.He also had a collection of racy magazines with pictures of exotic girls. He would flip through them regularly. He used to even carry them to work and keep them in his car. He would regularly try sex experiments with my mother.One time I remember him fucking my mother at 3 in the morning. I.