Mostly the foolishness of clueless vacationers.We were interrupted when Joey Curtis, the delivery boy for the hardware store, came bursting in. “Mr....Reynolds, come quick, they’re fighting.”“Who’s fighting, Joey?” “Your mule and a strange horse in the pasture.”This kind of announcement was guaranteed to empty any establishment. Bar, restaurant, boy scout meeting, you name it. When I reached the fence line, it was apparent that something had happened. There was a cloud of dust in the air that was. .. choking me... fucking my throat like the life of the cock's owner depended on it.Then it happens: My cunt is again stuffed. This time it's you fucking me, with brutal force! Simultaneously, the other cock, whose owner I still do not know, continues fucking my mouth, and you both find your rhythm. I cum almost immediately!I am ruthlessly fucked harder and harder, til I'm filled with cum, both in my mouth, and in my cunt. I swallow what I'm given. The cock that was in my mouth, is. “But...” Tiffany pouted, flashing me a look and leaning towards me.I caught a glimpse of pink areola down her nightie.“Listen to your mother,” I said automatically. Tiffany always turned to me to get out of doing chores. “Now.”“Fine,” she sighed, collected the plates, and flounced to the sink, her butt shaking.My wife leaned over and let out a purring, lust-filled moan. “Look at that ass. That is such a cute nightie. When I bought it, I knew you would love seeing it on her.”Sweat beaded the. But as I watched the bastard leave I read it for the first time.Then I did a double take.The bastard's name read "David Benning". Not a common name by a long shot.Without looking up while my Attorney was putting papers in his briefcase when he said "Yep it's what you think, but don't worry. I have this."And I shut my mouth and went on.Exactly what did he have?The divorce hearing went about as well as could be expected.I hoped for a quick answer to my petition, but I knew that was a silly pipe.