The suddenly I was just our guide and about 3-5 men around the campfire.This man ho had look so close on my wife, was talking with our guide and it so...nds like he’s angry.after a few minutes our guide turns towards me, and say to us both.that he wants to see my wife’s breast..just this day my wife had just a simple dress on her. My wife said no right away.and that was it. We both thought.the the next refill where on the way.after this refill, I just now that something was wrong. I look at my. Graeme stood up for a better look and was just alongside Clint when I quickly pulled off and swallowed Graeme’s cock. He jerked back a little the just pushed it into my mouth and started to talk like Clint and both of them whipped my face with their cocks and called me "faggot." Please guys, I want you all to fuck her and let me watch," I pleaded.Winston was banging her relentlessly and she was responding with her hands round his back. Clint then said he was next and Winston readily pulled out. His expression shifted to one of even more intensity and his eyes completely closed as yet another moan, then a sigh, escaped his throat, low and animal sounding, primitive in nature. She cupped her breast with her free hand and made sure she held it long enough for his eyes to regain their focus on her. Once he regained contact, she made a great show of her rolling her nipple between her index finger and thumb. She pulled lightly and gave a moan of her own. He saw her getting more relaxed in. I just wanted it to be him and me, locked in the basement alone. But it had to wait, for the next week as I was heading home from practice, Daniel, Bruce and Charlie, cornered me at the bridge. With no where to run I decided to face them and hope for the best. 'Heard that you've been doing what we told you not to do' said Daniel, 'yeah,' added Bruce 'you've been f--king Charlie and his big dick Uncle, haven't you.' I looked at Charlie, who was standing behind Daniel and Bruce, 'so what is it.