When I asked about the shot he said after he’d turned around to head back to us, one of them had fired a pistol at him.Hector and I rode up the smal... rise dismounting near the top and saw the five men clumped close together right where he said they’d be, having what appeared to be an argument.“This is a free road. You have no right or authority to collect tolls,” I yelled.One of the men near the middle of the group raised his rifle and fired a shot that fell far short of Hector and me. Damn it. Saqib is looking towards me with big smile on his face and I too reply him with same. He bends himself and says thanks to all for appreciation of our fucking session. I have no words, didn’t reply just continue smiling as I had no idea that some people are watching us but it is feeling good and sensational.Soon we all are at pool side walking, laughing and chatting full nude, no one cares, just fun and enjoyment all over. All faces are looking happy and satisfied. At once hubby pick my hand and. High pitched screams echoed off the walls of an enclosed room. Entry was slow, the flared head stretching the pink ring slowly and unyieldingly, like the incoming tide. Screams similar to those of sea gulls fell on deaf ears. Grunts passed through his gnashed teeth.Her teeth also gnashed, her head thrown up and back, eyes screwed shut. Thighs and buttocks clenched like knotted rope, fighting the unwanted penetration.There was no audible pop, but he felt it through his soul, when the thick ring. Sophia, the eldest, about nineteen, was swinging a sister about two years younger, a very fine, fully developed young woman. Indeed, all three sisters were finer women and more beautiful than the average of young ladies. Another sister, Agnes, was not seated, but standing on the board between the ropes. Sophia was making both mount as high as possible.They were laughing loudly, when we found them, at the exposure each made — one in advancing, the other retiring. Agnes’s light dress of muslin.