Just getting out and roaming around hunting was enough for him.During his week on the alligator hunt Claude had worked up an odd attraction for the cr...atures. Despite their looks they were really docile animals. They killed only to eat and, once they were satisfied, they could be played with like kittens. Some of the younger alligators that the prison officials decided to let live and breed nosed around the campsite with their hard snouts. For sport some of the men wrestled with them. Alligator. I… -Piss off John. That’s the first and last time you brush me off. Bet you’re fucking Julie now, aren’t you? -Anne. I’m sorry… The phone clicked dead. Julie melted, stroked his cheek. She knew she had him now, had growing confidence that he wouldn’t, couldn’t, cheat on her. She glowed at this understanding of her power. -Want to tell me about her? She didn’t sound your type at all? Very hinktie English… -Not much to tell. She’s a bit older than me, a journalist with an English paper, newly. Hesitating to follow you into her now sperm-sodden cunt, I push my cock up to the entrance of her soft butt-hole, delaying momentarily to see how this will be received - both your reaction and hers. I can see you about to raise a hand as a caution, but then she turns her head and gives me a sly smile that suggests that this act will not be discouraged. ‘Well, I’ll be…’, I hear you mutter as you shake your head and sit back to enjoy the remainder of the show…Using as much restraint as I can. “Justine, who lives next door to you?”“That’s Mayor Crawford’s house. He lives there with his daughter Caroline. You know her, she’s in your class.”“I know Caroline ... but I never knew her dad was Mayor, or that she lived next door to you. Does she ever come over and swim?”“Oh yes, we swim all the time, why?”“Don’t look now, but she’s watching us out that upstairs window.”Justine and Becky both rolled over on their backs as we lay there naked. Our legs were spread wide, my cock and their.