. In my ass... Jen, let me lick you..." Roxy moaned. My wife knelt with her back to me, and lowered her dripping cunt to Roxy's wanting mouth. As Roxy...started licking Jen's cunt, she leaned forward to grab the head board and started grinding her cunt against Roxy's mouth.Soon, all I could hear was the moans and sucking and slurping sounds as I ate Roxy and Roxy ate Jen. Once Roxy was fully engrossed in Jen's pussy, I pulled my finger from her ass, and roughly shoved two fingers into her super. I sat down, my back against the house wall, I couldn’t believe what I had just seen, I was really horny from it all but I found it unusual, I walked back around the house, hopped the fence and run home. The next night was a Friday evening i decided I would pay my newly married pervert friends another visit to see if any more naughtiness happened, I made my way round earlier in the evening and set myself up behind a tree in their back garden. Again, they were both completely naked but this. Someone stepped out from the darkness. It was a woman. I thought it was Maria, but I wasn’t close enough to be sure.“Who are you?” Walker demanded. Then he stretched out a hand.“No!” The woman said. “Stop it! Let me go!” I recognized her voice. It was Maria.I realized now would be a good time to use the knives that Rho helped me to collect and modify, but before I could palm one, Walker turned to look at me.“You set this up, didn’t you?” His face was a visage of anger and focused. It changes your life and how you see and value people. Different experiences do not negate others experiences. I hope to hell that anyone reading this story will never suddenly be in a situation like this. I cannot imagine anything worse, except for adding aids to the mix. My point in all of this is to think outside of the box. Stories can bring a different view to our lives. Views that we ordinarily would not have seen. The point of including the amnesty for illegals was a prod to the children.