I lay on the bed, waiting for my wife to envelope my cock and use her sexy bimbo body for my sexual pleasure. Her head was high as the breathed excite...ly, her huge breasts heaving as she held my cock and guided the tip inside her very tight but well fucked pussy. She let out the most ecstatic encouraging moan I’d heard in all our years of marriage. Her eyes were closed and I couldn’t be sure it was my cock she was thinking was inside her. She began to slowly and sensually ride my cock. Her. “I’m sorry, but I’m having a real hard time not trying to kiss you right now.”Abby took a sharp breath.“Can I? Kiss you, I mean?”Abby couldn’t speak. She could barely nod.Chelsea smiled and leaned toward her. Abby felt the electric warmth between them build as the distance closed and Chelsea’s super-soft lips touched lightly against hers… and then again… before pressing full against her. Abby grabbed the bar to make sure she wouldn’t fall off the stool. Chelsea pulled back, but Abby leaned. Nancy and I didn't take prisoners."As they came into the camp, Nancy said, "Hello, Frank. We were starting to wonder where you were. It's good to see you."You're Nate?" The man nodded. "It's good to see you, too. I guess you guys heard John's rifle?"Nate said, "Yes, we figured it had to be you but Ted sent us ahead to be sure."John said, "What were you going to do? Throw rocks at us?" He chuckled.Frank said, "Nate has his bow and arrows. I still have my hands and my short spear. They work. I was after anything small and concealable, I didn’t want to be stopped by the cops walking down the road with a television in my arms. Kind of awkward to explain that away at two am in the morning. I made for the stairs and went up, the best stuff was to be found in bedrooms, jewellery,watches all easy to take and sell. As I got to the top of the stairs I saw a light on in the front bedroom. I froze and listened, confrontation was not part of the job. After what felt like an age and no sounds.