She knelt down and tookPansy's right leg in her hands and bent it at the knee until his 7 inchhigh stiletto heel was touching his backside. She quickl... wrapped the ducttape around his thigh and his calf so that they were tightly securedtogether in an extremely uncomfortable and unnatural position. Debbiecontinued to wind the tape continuously around his leg, encasing itcompletely and producing what looked like one short, black, glossyjointless leg. With a look of satisfaction she then moved. "All I've been doing for the past week is marking time and hiding out. How long can I keep doing that? I'll have to keep moving, try to stay a step ahead of everybody, and how long can that go on? And what happens when I run out of money and the credit cards get canceled, what then? Become a homeless bum on the streets? I can't work, not in my field, not even schlepping burgers at some fast-food joint, they want ID for that and it'd be sending up a beacon for somebody with your Senator's. Then a flaccid cock of the sixty year old was in my face, and the man it was attached to it commanded me, "Get me hard, cuck boy. I'm going to stick this in your wife's ass."Quickly the night became a blur of sexual depravity. For the next 90 minutes I nearly always had a cock in my mouth or my ass, and my wife was rarely without one in each hole. The men did their best to save their cum, tapping out with another person regularly to calm down, occasionally heading downstairs for a. "Ahm I too late, dahlin'?"Cooking for four wasn't in the plan this morning. I remembered that we had a larger frying pan in the bus, but it was stored under the rear seat with the rest of the "Car-camping" gear. I nodded, moving towards the front door."I'll be right back. Give you a chance to get decent." I offered, turning the door handle."Thanks, oh and dew be careful!" Charlotte waved, and turned towards my wife. I didn't see anything else, shutting the door and walking onto the porch. My.