Amanda was a good student, and on her school's gymnastics and swimming teams. She was turning fifteen in a month. She liked to read, especially Anne R...ce novels. She played clarinet, and was also in her high school's band. Her favorite color was purple. She really liked the movie "Speed". As she put it, "Keanu Reeves has a nice ass."For my part, she didn't seem to object to my choice of music (Classical and Opera), saying that "I've never really listened to it before", or my absensce of. My sexy wife then focused only on Carl’s hard dick, as she sucked on it.Ned sat down breathing hard, saying my wife was a nice cocksucker.Carl then looked at me asking my permission to fuck my wife`s wet cunt.Anita giggled, telling him that only she could allow him to do that.She moaned as I gave a couple of hard pushes into her tight anus.Carl then asked her if she would let him to fuck her soaking wet pussy.And my wife only giggled again.By this point, after hearing them talking about her wet. I could feel my face, neck and chest burning crimson as I confessed to my husband that I have been masturbating at work remembering my nights of debauchery in Houston. “Oh my god, Anne, that is so fucking sexy. You made yourself cum at work? Fuck!”“Uh huh, I did…three times. It only took a minute or two, too. I came so fast,” I confessed. That night, we talked at length of my feelings, my emotions, my fears and my desires. Aaron got me to admit that some part of me wanted to. " He looked down at the body on the floor. "He's old, slower, and dumb, too. The house is clear." I looked at his arm. He said, "I'm good. I will take a guard position to watch the front. I see Mitch's wife, where's Pam?" I shrugged. He left to go to the front of the house. I noticed he had a pistol in his belt now. The man on the floor didn't move.Melody had told Mitch softly that she was okay. I looked over and saw her bra and blouse over to one side. I said pointing at one of the women,.