Jason was shocked and started to think about being mad, but then he figured, "Why should I be surprised that she is still the same person that she was...when I first met her. I fell in love with her knowing what she liked and I still love her just as much. I sure did not expect our wedding night to be like this."The man between her legs kept greedily eating her dripping cunt but the other two pulled away and brought their hard cocks to her face. Fran was pumping her cunt up against the man eating. They came up against a raging rain-drenched river that same afternoon and it was a welcome change from the draught afflicted terrain behind them. Still, it was too dangerous to cross with the heavy wagons and they sent out scouts upriver and down river to look for a less dangerous ford to cross the muddy water.Margaret went with the group that scouted the downriver direction handing her revolver to the mother and telling her to try not to use either of the bullets unless it was absolutely. On the pretext of starting a conversation, I asked her about some products there and she showed me a better one. I then introduced myself and she too did and we shook hands. The busty muslim milf had such soft hands and I didn’t have the heart to let go. But I controlled myself. We started chatting for a while there and I asked her if we could have a cup of coffee. She looked at her mobile and said she was getting late and her kids would be expecting her soon. Then we exchanged numbers before. He leisurely closed the gap between them and produced a metal shackle from a drawer somewhere. His hand reached up and stroked her neck and clavicle, before slipping the shackle around her neck. It was covered in silk and soft to the touch, but still firm and she knew it would not bend. He turned her around and pulled her hands up over her head and back behind her neck, where he firmly secured her wrists in the shackle around her neck. Now when he turned her back around she felt completely.