I could feel her arching her back with pleasure. Up and down, my tongue wandered slowly and deliberately the length of her snatch. My thumb was pressi...g lightly against her open hole and within a few minutes the resistance that I could feel gave way to the inviting wetness of her pussy juices flowing from her cunt. I obliged, slipping my thumb easily into her as my tongue continued to work her clit. Very gently, very slowly, my thumb went all the way in and then retreated back out, and then. As the last man retreated, I stepped out from behind the decommissioned truck, ears perked for any sound and my heart leaped when I heard your booted feet. I knew you well … your sounds … your scent … and trusted my instincts. I casually drummed my nails against the antique paint … click, click, click … attempting to get your attention without making too much of a scene and was rewarded when you rounded the back end of the fire engine seeking the source of the unfamiliar noise. I couldn’t help. Grace was asked if anal was ok and she confirmed it. Double penetration was confirmed. All holes filled was confirmed. Spanking was confirmed. To save time Grace said everything was ok except scat and extreme pain.Double pussy was confirmed as was double anal.When Grace had confirmed the latter there were some high fives, She had made sure her ass was well lubed. The butt plug with the tail had done a good job in relaxing the muscles there and looking at the size of the penises at her disposal. He got even. No, not even. He crushed those that crossed him. And the more he stalked, the angrier he was getting.Rather than try and draw him away, I decided a better course might be to get more information to focus him. I walked over to one of the uniformed policemen blocking off the street. His unfocused gaze of the whole crowd sharpened as I approached him."Excuse me, officer, but my..." Christ, I'd almost said "boyfriend." I picked up after the hitch in my thoughts, "friend over there is.