I pulled up to the gate and waited as Jake opened a control box and started the generator. Then he opened the electric gate and turned on the lights.I... did indeed look like a prison at night; almost kind of eerie. There was one very small flood light in each corner aimed towards the interior. Some of the buildings had what I would have called antique light fixtures. They were just a flat round disc with a small light bulb hanging from it.They were so dim they must have been a 5 watt bulb, if. “This is what a slut receives for lying!” he snarled and he brought his hand down firmly, spanking her arse cheeks. Her body bucked against the heavy wooden desk and she squealed in pain. She braced herself for the next blow across her right arse cheek, and then for the next across the left. The blows were hard, without restraint, and she squealed again, but mixed with pain, her cry hinted at another emotion. “You dirty lying bitch!” Steven scolded as he spanked her again and again, driving. I watched intently as his huge cock slowly moved in and out of my wife’s pussy. With her chest resting against his, my wife’s ass stuck up wantonly into the air, beckoning me to play with it as he fucked her. I climbed onto the bed behind Heather, admiring her perfect ass and Steven’s big cock gently working its way in and out of her pussy. I ran a finger between her butt cheeks, tickling her little wrinkled asshole. Heather pushed back into my finger each time I touched her puckered hole. I. Without the slightest hesitation, almost as if she could read his mind, she turned from the kiss and let it be a long warm hug ... which she then stepped back from. She stroked his cheek."Guess what?"He looked at her."Stan, there's a PBS documentary on the making of the special effects for The Lord of The Rings movies coming on in an hour. So, I made dinner early." She smiled a sly smile. "Is that okay?" Oooh! I've missed that twice! How did you know it was on?" I looked it up. I researched an.