Well their public display, and everyone in the area knows what goes on at this park, had to be planned. As they sat the seats back up I decided I'd le... them know I enjoyed the show. I pushed my erect cock straight down my tight pants leg and opened my door. As I made my way around my car I walked right past the front of there car turned and smiled at them. The look on their faces was worth a million dollars when they realised I wasn't a girl by the buldge in my pants! I was so turned on I. ? She wondered if Chesna was actually a spy. It was possible.And further discussion was cut short as the cell door opened and a tall, weaselly man entered alone. He looked at his two captives and licked his lips. ?This is more like it. No more old grannies and crippled men. This is the real stuff. Please excuse me, I’m just going to light my braziers.As he busied himself with lighting the coals and stoking up some very nasty looking metal tools, the captives shared a glance. Mel yanked at her. He just smiled at me and told me she was a great lay. After he had left I asked my wife if there was anyway I could watch her have sex with him? She said she would ask Mike if he was OK with me watching. A little bit about Mike, he was raised on a farm in west Georgia, he hunts, fishes,and does all types of country stuff. One evening at the dinner table my wife told me that Mike had called her that afternoon and wanted to hook up for some sex that night. And that she had asked if I could watch. "You better start talking, bitch," she yelled! "Did you really believe I wouldn't notice your tiny little load? You fucking little whore!" I asked if the mattress man fucked you, bitch!" She glared, holding my head up by my hair, squeezing my cheeks with her other hand."No, Mistress, he didn't fuck me," I replied, still trying to catch my breath.Mistress Staci let go of my cheeks and slapped me hard across the face. "You fucking lied to me, bitch!" I knew there was something up as soon as I saw.