It was mid-January 1915 and Albert was desperately lost. His regiment had been fighting in the area for some time; forever it seemed. Now, though, Alb...rt was alone an lost.The light drizzle that had accompanied him on much of his journey since the previous evening, thickened into sleet then snow, and by mid morning, the ground ahead of him was coated in a layer of pristine white. Ahead, he saw a small farm. Farm house, barn, some muddy ploughed fields. Smoke drifted from the chimney on the farm. The music was slow, sensuous. Carl pulled my wife tightly against hisbody as they began to move. Gloria was still sliding her hand up and downmy erect cock. "You can feel me too if you like, Eric." I smiled butdidn't touch her. Carl's hands were on Gail's ass. She didn't seem tomind. She had her tits mashed against his chest, her head on his shoulder,allowing her body to be moved about the floor. I watched the male handsmoving in slow circles about my wife's full, lush ass. As they moved,. It won't take long." She left the bathroom door open. She was still naked. I watched. She started with her eye makeup. I noticed that she was applying a much heavier amount of eye shadow and mascara than she used to wear. Next she put on bright red lip gloss and then she sprayed her neck and cleavage with perfume. As she was putting her perfume away she said, "It's nice to be able to wear perfume. I can't do that when I'm on a date." "Why not?" "I only date married men. They can't go home to. I felt his cock stiffen more and more inside my mouth.I was trying to prepare myself for his orgasm. I wasn't expecting him to scoop me up in his arms and carry me into the bedroom. He kissed my mouth again as he lay me on the bed."Roll over and show me your ass, Wendy," he said.I lay atop the blanket with my ass hiked up a little."Such a pretty little bottom," he said. "Wiggle it for me, Wendy."I felt my hard cock throbbing beneath me. He started spanking me harder now. I winced in pain, but I.