You will talk in the end, if you don't talk, we have to kill what is left of you. The only question for you right now is, are the Atwoods more importa...t than your family? You might also want to ask yourself this, are the good old farm boys, as bad as my friend, the Irishman, and me." I already said I would talk," he said bitterly."Good, but you should know that we already know a lot about the Atwoods. If we didn't, we wouldn't be here. Now I will ask you questions to which I know the answers.. Her ass squirmed as my hands neared her cheeks, and she spread her legs wider. She knows my fondness for hairy pussy and fucking her from behind. Her cunt looked more inviting than I could remember. I tossed my clothes on the pile alongside hers and climbed in behind her. My eyes feasted on her perfect ass, her dripping wet hairy cunt, and slim waistline that perfectly fit my hands.I ran my hands up the back of both legs and curled them around her hips. She leaned backwards into my cock. . Even in the showers of the dressing room, each of us went by his habitual washing routine, and before he left, we, as we usually did, sent our best regards to our respective Missus.*"And as I said earlier, sadly, he got married and moved away with his wife," he concluded his narration. Tears almost overwhelming him again, he added, “And when mine found out, she had her pretext to leave me. She told me to my face she had been planning this for years, only waiting for an occasion... while she was. I took a deep breath, then removed my bra and panties and placed them with the rest of my clothing. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to remove my shoes or not. Better safe than sorry. I kicked off my black pumps. I walked to the corner of the room and faced the wall. My full, perky breasts in front of me and my erect nipples brushing against the wall. Twenty minutes later, I hear the door open and then close. I do not dare turn around. "Very nice, Penny!" Sir Rube exclaims. He walks toward.