Wo bhi pura saath de rahi thi me toh sab kuch bhul gaya tha ek dum se bas unhe kis kiye jaa raha tha continously. Kuch der baad wo boli Shree me bhot ...keli reh gayi hun koi saathi nahi hai plz ajj mujhe akele feel mat hone dena me aaj tumhare saath wo kuch sab kuch karna chahti hun jo mere husband mujhe nahi de paaye. Me ankho me hi haan boll di aur unhein fir se kiss karne lag gaya.Dheere dheere meine unke saari utari aur wo mere t shirt utara aur mujhe tightly hug karne lagi. Dhere se mene. She could detect the slight smell of him. She shivered, wishing the pillow was her husband, imagining she was holding him close while he was atop her.No! Forget it! she scolded herself. No reason to get yourself hot and bothered. Michael's not here!Groaning with disappointment, she tossed the imaginary Michael-pillow back to the other side of the bed, gave it a loving pat, then swung herself out of the bed. After a few moments in the bathroom, tending to the regular morningly duties, she came. A second guy was now behind her body, between her spread thighs and he was rubbing his hard cock over her dripping wet pussy while he manipulated her little tight rosebud with his fingers.The bastard inserted one, then two, then three fingers into her anal opening. He then slowly pushed his cockhead into Ana’s loosened asshole, an inch at a time, until he was all the way in. Anita gasped as she felt him enter her. The guy was a good seven inches long and my sexy wife’s asshole was used to be. She hobbled to the edge of the woods, turned and looked back at the two men. Sims was protesting and gesticulating. But McTeague was looking at her with the benign smile of a funeral director.Tom had gotten the call from McTeague while hiking with Loopy along the edge of the Rill. McTeague and Sims hadn't wanted him to try to track down Greta unattended, so Loopy was tagging along to provide protection. Now, after hearing from McTeague, Tom moved with renewed energy. They had spotted Greta..