After a short wait a taxi pulled up and asked if I was the fare to the cemetery? I said I was and got in. The driver was a youngish looking redheaded ...ady. We took off and she was heading in a different direction to what I wanted to go."Uh, the Hazelwood cemetery is in the other direction miss." You're kidding me aren't you?" No, I want to go to the CRB camp next to the cemetery."She started to laugh, "Usually if someone wants jiggy jig they ask for somewhere unusual. You sure you don't want. Of course bringing his laughter and then both of them laughing out loud for what seemed to last for ever in my completely embarrassed mind. At that point she immediately dismissed me upstairs and the rest of my afternoon was me upstairs with the sounds of this black Adonis thoroughly pleasing my wife, moaning, screaming, her repeated oh god that echoed through the house and then his loud and thunderous groans of him releasing his load to end it all. A few minutes later I could hear her coming. She kicked her body upward until she was floating. Brad and Jarrad helped her, each with a hand on her ass.As she floated, their hands roamed the length of her body, from her feet to her head and everything in between. They massaged her tits, pinched and rolled her nipples, slid their hands along the backside of her calves and up her thighs. Ashley even let Brad run a hand between her thighs and against her pussy. I could really get used to this, she thought.As much fun as she was having,. "No, why?" Because there's water on my window. I can't see very well."She turned to look through the windshield. Again everything was blurry. She glanced to the instrument panel, now simply indistinct multi-colored lights."I haven't had that much, have I?" she asked somewhat confused. She could only remember drinking a couple of glasses of the champagne."I think you've had just enough," smiled Kyle self assuredly."But I... But I..." now what was it she had intended to say? She shook her head as.