Engulfed in its headlights like a deer, I backedup against the wall, holding myself back as the truck was stopped by itsown brakes. Breathing heavily,...I put my hands on my knees to calm myselfdown. A door to my right opened to a well-lit room where a weirdly-placedwindow hung on the wall.Approaching it with caution, I took slow steps until I found myselfstaring at a young, beautiful woman who wore a white blouse, skin-tightjeans, and a pair of uggs.Her wavy brown hair flowed down to her. We were still in doggy, Bobby put the head of his cock in my ass and left it there as Peter snapped away. He then pushed in a little bit more and started to slowly move in and out. We stayed that way for what seemed like an eternity as I smiled and posed while we fucked slowly.We then switched to anal missionary style and it was the same thing, small slow strokes, sometimes not even moving. Ugh, I was frustrated.Peter told Bobby it was time to come so Bobby put me back into doggy and finally. I stormed out of my hiding spot and made a beeline for the couple. I put a firm hand on Slick’s shoulder and patted it. “Cutting in,” I declared. It was not a question or a request. They both turned to look at me. Slick grinned and said, “After this set of songs is over.”He turned back to my wife, his face inches from hers. He had his hands on Jude’s hips, holding her crotch to his. I gripped the middle finger of his right hand and pulled it back. The hand came with it. Slick seemed to wince.I. But, for all the boyfriends she'd had, she'd never found a guy that could give her head just right. She'd always regretted that, a little, and it sure looked like neither Asha nor Ashley had a complaint in that department. For a second, she was envious. It was wrong, of course, all of this was so wrong. The fact that it was kind of hot didn't make it right. Michelle looked up, but Victoria and that gorgeous redhead weren't doing a thing to stop it.Gorgeous redhead? Well, it was true... she was.