Laurel noticed that one of the Ladies barely looked at the fabric, she was a sad looking pretty woman with shiny brown hair and soft hazel eyes, when ...he woman went over and sat on a big old carved wood chair Laurel followed. "Is there something I could show you My Lady that might be of interest to you, something special you're looking for?" Laurel asked. The woman smiled kindly "no thank you child" then Laurel was shooed away by one of the other women telling her not to bother Lady Joan.When. I stood there inside the car, watching him finger fuck my wife, knowing how hot that made her and knowing that she was going to give him some more pussy right there on the car`s bonnet…Anita pulled again her little skirt above her ass and spread her legs, bending over the warm bonnet. He was still finger fucking her pussy and working her clit with his long black fingers.My naughty wife suddenly tensed up, grabbed his hand and screamed out in orgasm, spraying his hand with her warm cum.Barry. There was no battery compartment, no moving parts. Incredulously I reached forward and let the dildo rest on her skin of her right leg. Sure enough it came to life in my hand with vibrating, squirming movement. There was no sound. Fascinated I slid the dildo up her thigh towards her pussy. The movement increased. The dildo gave several sharp tugs as if it were impatient to get closer. My brain was reeling. This couldn’t be happening. Maybe I was dreaming, an amazingly sexy dream. I let the. They had clearly planned every detail of their assault on me. “I don’t like working in the rain anyway.”Mid-afternoon the storm ended. Alone, I made my way up the hillside. The leaves were a wash of fall colors mixed in with the dark green of the juniper trees. Even wet, the view was breathtaking. Also, the sweet scent of the cedar trees seemed to ebb and flow on the breeze. Seagulls cawing above me screeched at each other in a rich repertoire of calls that were full of life. I squinted against.