She looked ahead to the door and her stomach dropped. One of the men had circled around and was climbing towards her. They were trying to fence in her...in, and if she got to her feet, they’d just shoot her.“You’re going to beg for death when we’re done with you!” he cackled.He reached out for a handhold, grabbing a drawer hanging ajar. Jean too grabbed it and slammed the drawer shut, crushing the man’s fingers and sending him sprawling back in agony. This was the best chance she’d ever had. She. I looked down at his ass, mesmerized, seeing his ass cheeks giggle and bounce as I fucked him. Nice long deep thrusts as he took me. "Oh fuck... fuck that's nice.." I let out. he looked back at me, begging for more, "Yeah? you like my gay ass on that dick? come on... fuck my gay ass, give me that dick." I started thrusting faster but he was so horny he couldn't wait, he started pushing back against me, sliding his ass back and forth on my cock, and then thrusting his hips and twerking his ass. We got out of the city, and wedrove, and we talked. We listened to music, and we let pour over us. Itwas my favorite day of the week, a day just for us, a day away from thepressures and the problems.I crossed the river and headed south. There were lots of rural roadsthere, embankments where a soul could see wildlife with the shadows ofthe city. A soft rain was falling, but that didn't bother us. Ifanything, it cleared the roads.My name is Rob Castle. My wife is Jasmine, but everyone calls her. " "Oh thank you, Auntie Meghan you're the most wonderful auntie in the whole world." Again she smiles at me then reaches over and pulls me into a warm embrace. Our tits press against each other delightfully, and our rigid she-cocks, sandwiched between our bellies, press together as well. As our cum-drooling cock-heads poke into the bottoms of the deep valleys between our tits we kiss, our tongues twining and intertwining within our mouths for long minutes before she breaks the kiss. "Auntie.