Lindsey sighed again, then I felt one of her hands reach behind her back and slide down to my zipper. I kept kissing her and she maneuvered my zipper ...ntil it was down. Then she slid her fingers into the fly and began massaging my penis through my boxer briefs. I started kissing more intensely and then moved one of my hands down her ass and back up under her skirt until I could feel her smooth yet firm ass under the yellow cotton bikini briefs. Then I moved my right hand down to meet my left on. I want to see you fuck her, fuck her good." He croaked."You wanna fuck my Helen? Wanna stick it in that tight little twat. Wanna watch her dance on the end of it?" I rubbed his knob against Jan's splayed pussy.Tom started to buck first. He shot gobs of cum over my wife's cunt, her hand, her belly. Then I started to spew jets of spunk all over Marnie. We were thrashing and bucking wildly when the ladies started to cum. The four of us pumped and screamed and thrust all over each other. We all. . come any more." Oh?"Get in and get out. But she hated the idea of missing out on hearing his voice, and she was dying for another of his little meditations. And leaving would keep her from moving forward with her drawings. True, but not leaving would keep her from moving forward with her simple goals, to get back to Charles. Dammit, she really wanted to move forward, but it was impossible to do that in every case, especially when she felt so fragmented. And horny."Catherine? You look a little. Look how peaceful it is.’ ‘Godammit, Lexi, it’s fucking wilderness,’ the big man sitting on the passenger side of the car grumped. ‘I’m no goddamn tree-hugger, and I hate furry little woodland creatures, too.’ ‘Think about it, Stan,’ Lexi said as she drove down the dirt road. ‘Maybe, if we get this case cleared, Greg will let us stay a day or two. You could do some fishing.’ She chuckled. ‘The only fish I want come out of a box in the freezer,’ Stan grumped. ‘I want to get back to civilization..