"Ever the gallant gentleman, Beau readily acquiesced to her request. The next town was 11 miles away, according to the woman, and they should get ther... before dark if they kept up a steady pace. They had only gone about three more miles when the woman suddenly halted. She said, "Monsieur DuVale, my horse seems to have picked up a stone in his hoof. Would you be so kind as to remove it for me, please?"Suspecting nothing out of the ordinary, Beau dismounted. He still had both hands occupied with. “Gerry, I bet my pussy tastes like a cherry now. Wouldn’t you like to taste my pussy?” “You look so fucking sexy. You’re being a very bad girl. I’m your stepfather. You’re acting like a bit of a slut. Are you teasing me? Do you like to tease your stepfather?” “I’m very horny and I like to fuck myself with ice pops. Why don’t you come over and fuck me with it. You can move it up inside of me, or I could just suck your cock, Gerry. I really love to give blow jobs.” “I would like to taste that. The closer I got to the room, the louder the noise got then I could pick out my wife's voice above the rest of the noise. Just a few steps away from the door, it finally hit me. The sounds I was hearing were the sounds of sex. Two people going at it hard and heavy on a bed. At first I thought my wife was being attacked until I clearly heard her yell, "Fuck me, Oh God Yes" over and over.The door to the bedroom was slightly ajar and the noise from my wife having sex with someone other than me was. Tracey Manning could feel that wonderful swell in his cock that always preceded his moment of climax. He could also feel Vanessa’s vagina contract forcefully around that cock just as she was about to experience her own orgasmic climax. It was then only a matter of a few seconds before their mutual orgasms when they were both interrupted by someone coming in through the front door of their home.That person coming in that front door was Max Landers. She paused for a moment by the lounge room sofa.