Nick closed the door and grabbed me tight; it was cramped but as tight as he held me we didn’t need much room. Nick had his hands under my blouse ru...bing my tits as I let my hands fall down to his waist. I found his hard cock locked in his pants. I started rubbing over his pants as his hands found their way under my skirt. My little black panties were soaked as Nick quickly found out. As he rubbed my slit I moaned loudly in his ear. I told him how good his fingers felt in my pussy but asked him. My wife's hands rested on the table top as she was pulled back, her dress skirt slipping open again to reveal her pussy and the cock that was pushed deep into it. Sam twisted around and said something to the man, but he grinned then humped his groin upward which made her bite her lip again. At this point I know I should have gone down to the table and ended what was happening, but I couldn't seem to move. Nor, it seemed, could my wife, she sat motionless with this stranger's cock pushed into. It was a western, Zane Grey, and thin because the man just didn't waste a lot of time with a story. It wasn't the usual fare that a young woman of twenty would be expected to read, but I wasn't the usual sort of woman most people would expect either.Oh, I'm pretty enough, I suppose. I'd even been called beautiful by some of the boys in high school, but what did they know? Blonde hair and blue eyes tends to confuse the issue and having a hard, athletic sort of body didn't hurt. Most people. " Meaning what, exactly?" Nothing is impossible with God. And remember the father of the prodigalson? Just like you as far as he was concerned his son was dead. But whenhe came to himself--and that's what the Bible says, 'when he came tohimself'--he returned to his father, and his father said, 'this my sonwas dead, and is alive again, he was lost, and is found.'" But why would God let something like this happen in the first place?"His voice was bitter."Perhaps he therefore departed for a.