Then I heard the deep voice of Davis behind me, as he was unzipping his pants.“Would you prefer to wait outside or you will see how we fuck her in f...ont of you?”.I did not answer, just took a seat on a very comfortable armchair and waited to see… James lifted up Ana`s skirt and tore away her cotton panties; she opened her nice thighs and the bald man crouched down and ran his tongue over her pussy. She moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair. After a few more minutes she was close to. He knew as well as anyone else, though, that actions speak louder than words, and the married woman underneath him had spread her legs even after pledging her fidelity before both her husband and God. Those words were meaningless, now, as Gregg slowly shrank inside her and they french kissed as his sperm searched for the entrances to her fallopians. Dorothy's wedding vows always had been meaningless, actually. She had always been half-looking/half-not for someone better than her husband.. Taking a mirror from the vanity table, she spread her legs and lifted the piece of reflecting glass to an angle that afforded her a view of her buns and the little brown hole between. She saw the tight ring of muscle and the shiny juice around it. "Well," she mumbled to herself, "it certainly doesn't look, like it's been wounded or anything." She put the mirror aside and took out a tube of lubricant from the medicine cabinet. "Maybe he'll be pleasantly surprised if I bring this stuff back with. "How come she can't sleep in our tent?" Yeah!" Tony, a tall skinny kid nodded. "What about our tent too, Mr. Cartwright?" Hold on ... Hold it down now!" Mr. Cartwright was holding up his right hand and keeping his left on my shoulder, giving me a reassuring squeeze."She's supposed to sleep with us," Billy said, just to get the last word in."Enough!" Mr. Cartwright frowned. "Tammy will sleep with all of you, I promise. I'll keep her things in my tent and she'll sleep with me tonight..."Larry.