He pulled out a small fishing net. He also had a device that Tony had seen old people used to pick up things from the ground. By squeezing the handle,...the clamps at the other end would close. Poncho handed Tony the fishing net. He pointed to a garbage can with a lid on it. He looked at Brad, “Could you take the lid off and make sure there is a plastic bag.”“Yes, there is a bag.” Brad was pulling it up and making sure it wrapped around the top of the plastic can.“Good.” Poncho reached down and. She was indeed horny and it didn’t take long before I heard her telltale wail."OHHHH, GAAAAWD, TOMMM!!!" she screamed before erupting and spewing her love into my waiting and hungry mouth. I reached up with both hands and grabbed her tits, sinking my fingers deep into the soft pliable flesh and giving her mind one more thing to work over as her orgasm spun her world around.I didn't let her rest though. I hadn't had MY fun just yet, so I rolled my little slut over and brought her ass up until. "You really aren't, aren't you?"He shook his head."So your show last night didn't turn you on?"He shrugged. "Not any more than other things we've done. Watching you and Jen react, though—that was fun."She chuckled. "We did want to encourage you."He blushed, thinking of the sex that had followed. "Well, it worked."Her eyes glinted with desire. "So how can I encourage you now?" Hmmm. Perhaps by letting me watch?"She smiled. "Sure. Let me sit against the rock."They shifted around until Jennifer. "Kathy, I'm sorry. I overstepped my bounds; I'm just worried about you..."Before she realized what she was doing, she grabbed him and hugged him. "He didn't do anything; the phone rang just in time. I was going to do something stupid, that I really didn't want to do, but I just got tired of waiting..." her voice trailed off as she realized what she had almost said."'Waiting, ' Kathy?" he questioned, then his face changed as he began to get an inkling of her meaning. "Oh, shit," he.