I purposely don’t talk about anything remotely play or sex related while we sit, just every day stuff, but I can see she’s horny as hell, keeps lo...king at her watch to see if its 12.00 yet.12.00 passes and I still sit just to prolong it for her and tease her a little as she teased me earlier, then say, “shall we go – there’s something we need to do!” she jumps up and I note how her tits bounce again, as do several guys close by, we walk to the car to grab the bags then go and check in, trying. The stranger now smiled as he noticed the moisture begin to appear around her cunt lips; his hand now pressing on her stomach as if trying to feel the hard plastic vibrator through her skin; slowly his hand moved up towards her tit when she shook her head violently; the man now pushed his face close to Lisa's own face and growled; "by the time I am finished with you; you will be either dead or begging me to do with you as I see fit!" and he then added menacingly, "Oh yes; I am prepared to kill. It looks like he was in the process of dressing when she interrupted him. Anthe is still dressed, but she has changed into more casual attire with a simple shirt and pink skirt.She is on her knees, sliding her hand along his shaft, trying to take it into her mouth. Trevor is telling her that he doesn’t want his dick sucked. Anthe keeps insisting and the man has to hold her head to push it away. She keeps struggling, but Trevor manages to keep her off of him before finally being able to make his. He had become a surrogate grandfather to me, and eventually my sons as well, and we loved him with a fury.Born sometime in the late twenties, he was raised dirt poor on a depression era farm, served in the Army during the world war, and come home to bury a wife. He remarried and raised a family by scrapping out a living on that same farm, supplementing his income and larder by poaching deer, running a bit of shine now and then, and anything else that fell to his hand. Perhaps raising a little.