That slut whore sitting over there isn't worth fighting over. Hell, don't you understand? I really valued our friendship Norm. I felt almost like we w...re brothers and now I don't know what to think. Don't you see, I don't give a damn if you fucked Lydia. She is just another piece of ass; not a bad piece of ass I admit, but still just another cunt. And you and I have had and shared cunts just as good as hers, and some even better. So how could you humiliate me like this and fuck my wife right. She was doing that more frequently these days because the boys were quite strict about keeping her between-the-legs secrets from the other rock-throwing fighters.It didn’t bother the former fish-eating tribe member that her pair of husbands, the tiger-killing brothers, liked to sandwich her between them and play with her naked body in hours of sweaty, exciting humping in their secluded corner. In fact, she welcomed their attentions because they knew exactly where her trigger points existed. They turned a corner and stopped in front of a set of stairs. Manny motioned further down the hall. "Down there is the entrance to the stage and the waitress' exit. Girls start our on the main floor before while they're training to dance." Josh started to get a bit irritated. "Thanks for the tour and all, Manny," he started, "But when do I get to see Tiffany." Manny smiled wide and patted him on the shoulder. "Very soon. Come with me upstairs." Josh followed his lead and stumbled. She too was watching my sex and how it was responding.“Show them out there,” she instructed,” show them what state you’re in.”I was caught between her command and the thought that I would not see her face anymore. I wanted to see how lusty and hot she was feeling through my actions of lewdness and debauchery. The first thing I did as I turned, was to press my sex against the window. It was a strange mix of cold and warmth. I half expected my leaking fluids to freeze against the window, but they.