I picked a spot close to the bushes and up and away from the walkway, so people walking would be at a distance, and I could be left alone to enjoy, th... the scene over by the bushes, hidden from intruders and free to act.I removed my jacket with its badge amblazoned, advertizing my school, the elite all girls school for young ladies.Lying back on the cool grass I ignored the possibility of the green stain that could discolour my crisp white blouse, so carefully ironed just that morning by my. She was still dressed in black, but the hood and rifle were missing."Oh, this is my wife, Jane," smiled Ken. "You'll have to excuse her -- she gets a bit enthusiastic when we have intruders."That was odd. The last Cordoba had heard of this guy's wife, it was that she was a vegetable."Was she 'enthusiastic' the night the Tankers came calling?" asked Cordoba.Ken shook his head. "No, she wasn't involved in that. But tell me, are you really worried about a few low-lives who have gone missing?". She thought about her husband, and how he had never made her feel this way. She even felt a bit of revenge after just finding out that he was cheating on her. So much so that she even wished that all of this could be taped so that she could 'mistakenly' leave a copy of it in her husband's DVD player in his home office mixed in with his golf recordings. She fantasized about him watching her fucked by these large black cocks and how it would make him feel to have to see it, to have to know, to. I ripped her shorts down, without a second going by I grabbed her hips and lurched inside her with my tongue, so deep my nose was rubbing all over her clitoris. Just as quick as I started, I stopped.I grabbed the baby oil out of the bathroom. Starting at her toes. I worked it all over her body; breasts, arms, stomach, then her tits, and her thighs. Finally massaging her ass gently letting my fingers graze the sides of her pussy. She was soaked.Now the real worked begins. I started working on.