Kim was moaning on my wifes pussy while her finger drew circles on her clit. I could see her pussy was wet and my mouth started too water. My cock was...so hardit was starting to hurt. I had a good view, as they were laying across the bed. Kim would lift her head every few minutes and I could see her tongue lash out a whip across my wifes clit. Catrina was moaning louder and I thought she was about to say she was coming when I heard her say " Joe. I Know you've been watching for a while now,get. "I am," Kristen shouted out. "But still restrained."A petite Asian woman ducked into the transport. She gave him a reassuringsmile. "Don't worry. I get those off you in a minute. Name is Johann. Iam part of the rebels." Glad to hear that not everyone is nuts around here. I am Kristen.Kristen Holst."Johann gave him a bright smile. "Another man stuck in a woman's body?Don't worry. We'll make them pay. If you want you can be part of it."Kristen gave him a toothy smile. "I would like nothing. “Smart ass!” I said.“Aah-oh.”“Call me an asshole!” I tickled her. I tickledMichelle until her eyes went wild and she wiggled allover the rug like a crab. But I was hurting hershoulders. “Here,” I said, sitting her up. Her breasts were agorgeous orchid, her nipples like spears. High colorflamed in her face. Sitting Buddha on the carpetpresented me with Michelle’s secret place, and thealmost closed lips and the glint of her hidden pearl.I. The toilet in the master bath was leaking water from the tank to the bowl. It looked as if it needed a new flapper. Not surprising considering how long it had sat unused. Bill’s home was only a little over a mile from town but in this heat he sure dreaded having to walk into town for something to eat. He needed wheels badly but had none. His father had wrecked his old Ford Ranger pickup a few weeks before he died. Bill could see it sitting in the weeds behind the garage. Well, there was nothing.