I headed into the bathroom and took a quick shower. I hated having to wear the same clothes but I had no choice. In an hour it wouldn't matter anyways... After showering and getting dressed again, I gave Peyton another kiss on the forehead. She moaned and turned over, a smile forming on her face. I stumbled out to the kitchen with the smell of a huge breakfast cooking.Mrs. Ambrose gestured to a spot at the kitchen table where there was a plate of eggs and sausage, and a glass of orange juice. I. I wasn’t exactly thrilled with the idea of having strange men fucking in my house, and it kind of sucked thinking that she’d be fucking other guys other than me (and her husband). But, as if she read my mind, she told me if she came over she’d make it worth my while by letting me watch…or maybe more. So the following Saturday the doorbell rang, and I let Anna into my home. Anna had told me she’d tell the men I was her boyfriend and was into watching, which is not too far from the truth, and. As Karl walked through town he also waved in greeting, but here there were men present. He was careful to notice whether or not they nodded at him as he greeted them. All seemed to have heard the news, so he continued out toward his own hut and fields, stopping now as he had done on the other side of town.When he reached his hut, he waved to his own wife, Theata, as she sat in her chair doing women’s work in the sunlight. She returned his wave. There was an anxious smile on her face that he. Nostrils flaring as I inhale her amazingly addictive scent, I just can’t wait to eat, suck, fuck and plunder every fucking thing she’s offering. Stepping to the end of the table, getting rid of my shirt and boxers as I go, quickly picking up both her long silky legs, I slide them over my shoulders. My eyes lock on the incredible sight of those busy fingers, creating squelching sounds now, she’s gotten her cunt so fucking juicy and wet. Eyes pinched closed, lost in the pleasure of finger.