He fucked her relentlessly with his fingers and after a while withdrew them suddenly."Turn around and spread your ass cheeks."She hesitated and his vo...ce urged her. "Come on."She turned and did as told, one of his fingers invaded her asshole and finding it too tight, withdrew abruptly."You are too tight, just relax, think how much you will enjoy coming this way." It hurts, I..." Just open more, that is it, you are a beautiful slut and your ass needs fucking." His words, spoken in a sensual way,. Seeing his wife masturbating made him smile, and his cock started to get hard. He dropped his pack and took off his boots, socks, and shirt, leaving him in only a beater, his pants, and boxer briefs under that. Bending over to his pack, he took out a set of white fuzzy handcuffs with three cuffs that he had picked up earlier that day, and grabbing a scarf from off of the hanger, he slid over to the sofa. Slipping the scarf over his wife's head, he fastened it tightly across her mouth. At this. Olga turned around in a flash and repeated her mantra with an extra vicous:“Fock off.”Sabrina spoke to her in German, playing the peacemaker and slowly winning. Olga grabbed a long t-shirt and slipped it over her head. Sabrina wrapped the duvet around herself and they both looked at me.“You invited me for a drink,” I said nervously.“Fock off,” said Olga, but Sabrina put a placating hand on her leg.“We’re kind of in the middle of something,” she said, but winked behind Olga’s back. “Okay, I do. Eventually, the police got called. The officer walked up to me."You kids got a permit for this little striptease?" Right here, officer." Grant fished a piece of paper out of his backpack and handed it to the policeman."Everything looks to be in order," the officer gave the form back to Grant and had a brief conversation with someone on his walkie-talkie. "I'll just stay here for a little while and make sure no one bothers you."A few minutes later an old lady walked up to him and started yelling.