I watched as they both slid deep into her, listened to her gag on a second hard manhood as her husband pounded her from behind.How long they lasted at...the pace they were setting I don't know, but when both men finally thrust deep and moaned, I knew they had both just filled my best friend, and I wanted it to have been me!She collapsed on the bed as they both pulled out, and moaned as he thanked her for the birthday present. Both men dressed quietly, and she was still shivering in extasy as they. I stood and lifted Liz along with me. It was a feat aided greatly by the consumption of moonshine. Liz was not a small woman. She was five-feet-ten in her stocking feet and she weighed between 130 and 135 pounds. Her bust was a 36B with a 26-inch waist and 34-inch hips (according to a website, at least). She wore a size four in dresses and jeans and a ladies size nine shoe (these facts I knew for certain because she had given me a small fashion show before we left the house that afternoon).From. I said “hun, you don’t have to be ashamed of what you are doing. You have a wonderful body and any boy would be lucky to have you”. Sara replied “even you daddy?”. I turned to Sara and thought for a second before replying “yes even me my sweet heart”. I turned towards the door and made to leave.I got close to the door and Sara says “daddy, can you help finish me off?”. That was all the encouragement that I needed. It was also all that my erect needed to start jumping around in my short. I felt. Her shaven legs, still clad in the thigh-high stockings and punctuated with the 5" heels wrapped around his hipsand pulled him deeper into her waiting pussy. They momentarily lockedeyes; Sam's emanating a predatory sense of satisfaction, Veronica's acombination of fear and submission. The dance between wolf and rabbitraged.It seemed to last for hours. Veronica's back ached from the act ofarching it to allow better penetration, her legs were sore from the actof wrapping them around her captor,.