He couldn’t take his eyes off her ass as she walked toward the kitchen. So he followed her. As she opened the fridge, she noticed someone had drunk ...ll the tea. She asked Shawn if he would mind a glass of cola with ice it. “Not at all Mrs. Ridgeway.” Shawn replied, and he took a seat by the table. She got the ice from the freezer in the bottom of the fridge. As she bent over to get the ice, Shawn noticed that he could see the outline of the lip‘s of her pussy. She offered Shawn a glass of grape. ..my asshole...lick it..” moaned the woman, her words momentarily clear before a wave slapped up against the side of the boat.“Wow,” I gasped. “He's tonguing her rear slit. That's so...”I almost said nasty, but then I remembered how passionate she moaned as he licked her. She loved it. This man wanted to pleasure her. Not like Father. He only used me for his pleasure. He fingered my pussy so I would let him fuck me.But the fisherman already came. He didn't have to pleasure his fisherwife. He. C suddenly grabbed and hugged me, pushing me onto the bed. Kris and Craig also embraced each other, moving near us on the bed. C pulled my shirt off of me. Then she pulled my pants off of me. I happily guessed then that things were going to heat up a little.I was pleasantly shocked to see the others getting undressed also. I was astonished when Kris took off my socks, as C took my boxers off.I had nothing on, and they all had very little on. All three of them began gently pleasing. So I walked in pretty much unconcerned."You wanted to talk to me?" I asked."Yes," she said. "First of all let me say I forgive you," she said with a straight face."How nice of you and why exactly do you think I need your forgiveness?" I asked. I have a feeling that she was wired and probably broadcasting. Technology had gotten that good. She was probably piggybacking on my wifi feed."You killed my friends," she said."I think this interview is over and for the record, I killed none of your.