"My name's Jeff, I live across the street from you and your wife."I reached out and shook hands. He had a dry, firm grip that seemed to hold my hand a...second or two longer than I expected leaving me feeling a little awkward. "Mine is Eric. I thought you looked familiar," I said, wiping some sweat with my towel."If you're not too tuckered from your match against the wall, we could rally for a bit?" Sure," I said. "Why not?"We hit back and forth for a while and we seemed pretty well matched. He. “Arhh, fuck!” Testing my limits he pulled and squeezed my nipples hard. I urged him on; “Yes.” Pulling back against his grasp, I felt the burst of pain that travelled through my body, heating my desire even more. God, just telling you about this, is making me wet again. He mauled my breast with one hand, the other around my throat, yanking my head, pulling me so he could see my face. He liked watching my face, seeing the arousal caused by his touch. I was still groping his cock through his. .. and all male. We opened fire with our own weapons and rushed at the would-be executioners, even though we were nude ourselves. We didn’t have time to put on any clothes at all.The shooters fired back, and that was when Lavelle appeared and smote them dead on the spot. All of them. He was in full angelic warrior garb, too, so it was unmistakable who and what he was, including to the six men who hadn’t been lynched yet. They had all soiled themselves in terror, so Becca and Tara took charge of. As I approached my hope that this was all innocent faded as I heard the unmistakeable sounds of my wife cumming. I peeked from my hiding spot to see that her new man was fingering her pussy and sucking noisily on her delicate breasts."You sure I can't have any of this sweet pussy?" He kept saying almost as a mantra, while bringing my wife to what sounded like another climax."I can't." Her words caught in her throat as he continued to manipulate her body. "I'm — m-m-married." Oh so its alright.