A little bit about Mike, he was raised on a farm in west Georgia, he hunts, fishes,and does all types of country stuff.One evening at the dinner table...my wife told me that Mike had called her that afternoon and wanted to hook up for some sex that night. And that she had asked if I could watch them. I asked what he said. She said that if I would allow her to do one thing to me that I could watch. I asked do what to me? She said that he had told her that the only way he would be OK with me being. It was my money laundering business. I neither had nor needed a lot of the bootlegging money. I was also lazy as dirt, so it worked out well.‎It was almost dark when I arrived back home to find the car belonging to Lois parked just off the gravel road. It was parked on a gravel pad I had made for parking my guest’s cars.‎Lois wasn’t in the car so I entered the house with some concerns. I found her with a cup of coffee in her hand looking out the window over the deck.‎‎”Did I leave the door. He kept himself right there against her ear, while still pumpinghis cock into her. Her face was down, facing the table. Carl pulled her hairback, pulling her face up, so that her face was now looking right into thecamera and asked her again, "You like my big cock fucking you, don't youLisa?" Again no answer. Her teeth were clenched and she was thrusting back and forthfaster now, as he was really pumping into her. She opened her eyes and lookedtowards the ceiling, obviously trying to move her. I’m a long-time friend of Warren’s.”I covered my surprise as best I could, shook her hand and said with a smile, “HI. I’m Penny….I guess I’m a new friend of Warren’s.”We both laughed, and I suddenly realized where I’d seen her before. She was the woman Warren was talking to at the gala when he spotted me and came over to introduce himself. Once my surprise had passed, I accepted that our yacht ride was now a threesome, which I decided was OK with me…..I wasn’t dating Warren, nor did I have any.