The Fourth WeekendOn the fourth weekend Jennifer was ready. Nothing was going to stop her enjoying every moment on the Jessica. She wore only straples... sandals and a slip dress, modest but very easy to strip off, so that the moment the Simpsons were gone she could abandon herself to her carnal pleasures.Fortunately Mr. Simpson hadn't noticed the missing cable ties, which she'd had to cut off after her pleasures the previous week. She even knew where he kept them and soon she was tugging them. ’ Something changed about his demeanor and he stood. My heart skips a beat when I realize how tall he is. He stands at least a foot above my height, with a build to even it out. He stepped toward me, revealing his face. He was…gray. His hair, his clothing, was a solid gray. I couldn’t see his eyes, still. ‘If I have, then I don’t remember. When did I meet you?’ ‘A long time ago.’ Memories flooded my mind, in my attempt to remember when I had seen such a strange being. My eyes widen as I. Then she gulped all of his prick in."Unghhhh-ulphhhhh!" Margot moaned as his throbbing cockhead clogged her throat, choking her.But she held it in, her lips plastered around the hairy hilt, her chin jammed to his balls and her nose nestled in the dark patch of his cockhair.His cock was down her throat so deep she almost thought it was going to come out of her asshole, transfixing her through her digestive tract.She slid up, sucking through every precious inch of his sweet prick, purring with. She said that Rhett told her he would love to see me fucking another man and sucking his cock. According to Jen he even said that Carl could come and fuck me.I felt totally betrayed. I told her that if I saw either her or her perverted husband at my house I would shoot them both; then I slammed down the phone. I just sat there and cried. I couldn't believe Rhett would say such a thing. I decided to call my mum and have her keep the kids for a while longer until I had a chance to hear Rhett's.