.. yes........yes........ohhhhh........ahhhhhhhh." as she thrashed and twisted to climax. I had to grip her tightly to stop losing contact with her bu...king body, but gradually her motions slowed and she began to relax again - her first orgasm achieved without mishap !As she descended from her orgasmic plateau, I slowly withdrew my finger and crawled up between her thighs until I could look her in the eye, and kiss her hot dry lips.My dick was now touching the entrance of her love canal.Slowly I. I bet they just take her clothes from her, and finger her, and fuck her, and make her suck their dicks." Rhonda was being filthy, and she knew Ron loved it. "I bet our little slut has had so many fucking loads inside her pink little pussy..." Ron couldn't take it slow any more. There was too much smut spewing from his wife's mouth. He tossed her onto her stomach, and pulled her ass high into the air. "That's it! Just like momma likes!" She was still whispering, but more excitedly. "I bet. She had large roseyareolas. Her long blond hair fell down to the tip of her bubbled bum.She was a natural blond too. Down there she had the cutest little pussy.Just then her stomach growled and she realized she hadn't eatensince...she couldn't remember. She decided she would pee, wash up and andgo out to see Drake. She was feeling much better now.When she opened the washroom door and Drake was at the front door of hissuite signing off some packages. Drake took the packages and smiled atStan. What does that mean? Like sarin gas? Are people dying in South Hill? I called Ashley a second time. Nothing. What was going on? Was Ashley okay? Shit!I stood up and walked to the bathroom, entered the farthest stall and felt tears running down my face as I hugged myself. Ashley's fine, I kept telling myself. Ashley's fine. Her phone must have died and she hasn't realized it. Ashley's fine. I grabbed my phone, googling the gas attack. There weren't any casualties I saw with relief. Just some gas.