I’ve never had this view of Betsy having sex. Even watching ourselves in the mirror didn’t get me this hard. Any shyness she ever had disappeared....hey sat motionless enjoying the first, deep penetration of her hot cunt. Jeff’s hands were on her tits; cupping them. Betsy’s eyes were fixed on Lisa while her hands were between her legs, holding Jeff’s balls. “Fuck me, fuck me” Betsy repeated. Lisa and I watched with fascination as his long cock disappeared fully into her slit and then reappeared.. By the time I had filled my bowl I was excused from the pot, a little forcefully I might add. As each woman was refilling her own bowl, as if the pot would be empty before their bowls were all filled again. So I opened a another large can and set the pot back over the coals.Before I sat down to eat, I got seven stackable glasses and a gallon pitcher of fruit punch Kool-Aid and I unscrewed the top and pour the drinks for the fast eating women. When they carefully tasted the drink that was the. "For someone who didn't want to dress up as the woman in the firstplace, you seem to be getting into your role a little too well." Stevesaid as he went into the bathroom and changed into his suit. When hedid, he saw Jack holding up the woman one piece he brought with him andsighed.A knock on the door and Sarah walked in with her husband and Sabrina."George is hitting the surf, did you want to go while Joan and I hitthe salon and spa?" Actually I was going to surf too." Jack said as Sabrina and. This here's man talk," Peterson said, ignoring Fiddler's frown as he stared back at Riles. "I'll bury this, bury it goddamn deeper 'n Davy Crocket, but you fuck me and I'll bury you too. I'll bury you and your boys, and your whole goddamn program."Coach Riles nodded. "Ain't nobody gonna fuck you on this one. You just make sure you and Owen sell it. Ethan ain't stupid." He paused and looked down at his beer, spinning the bottle in his fingers. "How much?" Ten thousand," Floyd said. "And that.