“ bitch, don’t snatch my husband. “ Aunty said smilingly when I proposed so. We walked few blocks. I saw many passers-by, shopkeepers, vendors s...luting & wishing us. Uncle & aunt were well known and respected in that area..I wondered what these same people will think if they come to know about sluttiness in a family of such rich person’s life. But, does it matters? My mother in law fucked with low-grade persons, two drivers were her lovers still no one pointed the finger at her, on the family.. " A little girl voice. "I just needed to see it happen."I wondered how long they would stay in the cab. It would start cooling off fast, but with no clothes except what they were wearing, they had nowhere to go. If they stayed in the truck they froze. If they left and started walking, they froze faster. They got out. I could see shadows between the headlight beams, shining the other way down the trail. I saw the taillights blink as they moved around behind the truck, no doubt looking for. Bob and Mary were joined on one of our rafts, gently floating along, as all seven of us were mentally ‘sharing’ and started working ourselves into a true orgasmic frenzy.In a fit of laughter, we broke our simultaneous connections just before the seven of us drowned!Greg smirked, “Good call my man! Going down the ‘Rabbit Hole’ is NOT a good idea when that ‘Rabbit Hole’ is full of water.”Bob chuckled, “I can just see the headlines, ‘Seven Lovers Drown in Suburban Pool of Iniquity,’ but what a way. Leaking is not the right word though – more like being coaxed out by my manipulations, but it also teases me, my mouth salivates in a Pavlovian response, and my dick hardens ever more so. You shift your body – I know I have awaken you slightly, I don’t think you have opened your eyes yet – but I know you are in a surrender to my touch — you roll onto your back, and I know you want to feel my mouth where my fingers have been – that it is as much a need for you to be suckled as it is for me to.