All I could manage as a reply was "Yep." I don't know why but at this point I could already feel my mind betraying me, now I was thinking about it. Gi...ls probably do have softer lips. Would that make them better kissers? I wondered what Abbey's lips feel like, what they taste like. The quick peck we had shared was nothing really. I knew she liked to wear strawberry lip gloss, so they probably tasted like strawberries. Yeah, that would make sense. Then it occurred to me, I had sort of phased. "Who are you?" I asked, my eyes watching the two controlling women as they stood looking at me; they oozed control, the sultry look in the eyes, the firm grips on the swords and the malevolent smirks as they slowly inched further apart."Sandy, the Pirate Wench," my kidnapper called from my left, stopping and leaning against a tree outside their tent. I giggled and bit my lip; it was too silly a name to be taken seriously. Her frown intensified."Captain Ramona Bluebeard," the other lady called. When I got home from work, Ana was in the kitchen. I put my arms around her waist as stood behind her. I pumped up against her ass and whispered how much I was missing to fuck her in the ass.But my sweet wife smiled and said she needed to get out for a while. She did not want to tell me where she was going; but she said I should not worry; she would be back in three hours…Then I knew she had spoken again with Jerome and had arranged a date for sure. A date to get my sexy wife’s asshole well. They walked out, he said “I hope y'all come back tonight, I'll be looking for you”.They had made it back to the Hippie Party in Tanner's converted Expedition. Lena had thrown together a Headband with a Tie Dye Beach Cover, bra less with Lime Green, Glow in the Dark, Open Back, High Cut Briefs. The front panel illuminated brightly in any light. Her Beach Cover hung just low enough to cover her if she stood, flashed her lower ass cheeks if she moved. Halfway up her ass cheek the message “Fuck Me”.