Ken is still fucking my ass raw. Tom pulls out and Joe immediately replaces him. I feel ken pushing harder into my ass. He wraps his arms around my bo...y and grabs hold of my nipples and squeezes and pulls on them really hard. I didn't think my nipples could pulled that long. I am screaming in pain, but this only make Ken push harder into my ass. I feel a warm liquid in my ass and I know that Ken has cummed. I love cum in my ass. I love when it drips out. Both cocks are taken out of me and i get. They met by chance a dozen times a year. They never talked and neither knew the other’s first name. They sucked slowly at first, both working a big hardon, then more quickly, getting more and more excited, and looking for a big orgasm. It was usually Henry who slipped his hand around the man’s waist and stroked his asscheeks and tried to slip a finger between them but was never able to find the hole. When Henry did that, the man always shivered and returned the favor although with less. Until he, too, fell away from her, his limp organ slipping uselessly from her forever stretched anus.Helplessly, as he fucked into Sandy's snugly milking young cunt from behind, Ken gaped at his sweat-glistening wife still kneeling on all fours, incessant whimpers tumbling from her lips in her unfulfilled need, her buttocks high in the air, her face resting on the animal rug as she seemed to wait in desperation for someone to fill her throbbing pussy."Damn all of you!" he cried out in his drug. After all, hadn't they seen proof of that at Roanoke when he blasphemed and actually struck and threatened the Reverend? Then when they agreed to come with him he managed to work it so the Reverend was not welcome to come with them to minister to their needs. The whisperers conveniently forgot that only volunteers came with Roger. It was whispered that something needed to be done about Roger. No man should be allowed to have two wives. It was ungodly, sacrilegious, and unfair to those who had.