"Dewey looked at me, "No way, did you really buy them for taxes? Those two islands would have to bring a minimum of fifty mil plus at a fire sale, muc... more at market price."I told him, "I was prepared to do just that, but the deal became screwed up and the local lawyer knew the law, and we were the first to make an offer before it came up for auction."By seven thirty, everyone was eating on the porch with the kids ready to go exploring on the home island. Sue and Mercy delegated responsibility. He peeked around her and saw what was going on.He knew about this thing, had heard about it anyway, but hadn't thought boys actually DID it. He saw Sam thrust her hips up off the blanket and she cried out again. Now that they could see her it was obvious she wasn't in pain, that she wasn't being forced, and that something that felt exceptionally good was going on.Sam felt that astounding feeling coming back when George fastened his lips around her clitty and sucked it in. "YES!" she shrieked.. I saw my baby for the firsttime in years."Gillian starts crying again and grasps me tightly, burying her faceagainst my neck again. The sobs resume, her body convulsing againstmine. "I want my baby back. I want my baby back. I saw the way shelooked at you. I want my baby to look at me like that again. Please.PLEASE. Please, Barbie, help me!" Her sobs cease, but she holds on tome, whimpering "Please" over and over into my neck.I held her, saying, "Of course I'll help you, Gillian, but. It pleasures you, he asked. Noo..I moaned. It’s giving me pain. Wait and relax the pain will change to pleasure. He started fucking my ass slowly, while my husband was not even aware that his wife was getting ass fucked five feet away from him. Aah..aah..aah…aah.. I sobbed with his each lunge and slowly the pain gave way to pleasure. I started looking forward to a deeper, harder plunge from him. Mr.Sam was experienced enough to recognize my desire from my face and eyes. He pressed my knees.