“Man this slut is one filthy whore!”“She is milking my cock her pussy is so tight!”“I’m going to blast a load down her throat she sucks so...good!”My wife was moaning as the guys ploughed into her at both ends. She was rhythmically gyrating on the cock servicing her from behind, whilst sucking viciously on the cock in her mouth.My wife would always use a little phrase that she knew would turn me on when we were indulging in foreplay. My wife betrayed me even further when she took the cock from. The weather was nice and she seemed to have little else to do but hang around me as I worked, usually shirtless. Long pants though to protect my legs. She was a classic thirtyish beauty, worthy of a women’s magazine cover or Playboy’s centerfold. Yeah, that hot. Her blond hair was almost shoulder length and naturally wavy, her eyes a pale grey, her smile frequent. Moving lower, her rounded breasts were firm enough to keep that narrow band of fabric across her nipples in place. A hell of a lot. I thought, ‘Do these women tell each other everything? The way she gossips in here, everyone in the mall will know before the day is over.’ When Liz had finished, she went out to get Heidi. I was surprised when Rachel came in with her. She walked up and kissed me. I kissed her back and reached around her, squeezing her ass lightly. Heidi said, ‘I’m sorry I walked in on you two last night. I hope I didn’t embarrass you too much, Lars.’ ‘Not if you weren’t embarrassed, Heidi.’ I couldn’t help but. And he was just a little crazy ... not much ... there were hundreds of skinned rabbits and hung cats ... and maybe a little boy here and there ... raped and dropped over the side. Lake Huron is deep and cold. Just a little crazy.Johnny had insinuated himself in to the good graces of the Duke's attorney ... Oh, he had the necessary documents, all right. Possibly the best forger in southeast Europe had produced a set of masterpieces ... and no one could fault John's looks. He was the image of the.