The band were on fire thankfully. I slipped my hand inside her silk knickers to find a totally smooth and totally wet pussy. I remember pushing middle...finger deep inside her and I pulled her close to me. I heard her gasp as my fingers entered her as deeply as I could. I quickly added a second as I fucked her deeply with my fingers in time with the music. In my young years this was almost like a wet dream. I was there controlling this hot, older woman surrounded by a large crowd who paid us no. "Mr. Snifford, I'm willing to do anything, absolutely anything if I don't have to cut up that little froggie and I mean anything!"A long time passed before he could speak again. He turned all red and such. Then when he finally was able to talk he could only say,"Uh, Miss Richards what do you mean?"Damn, this old boy needs a lot of direction."OK now picture this, Chris. Imagine that I were to walk over to the center of this room, real slow, and sexy like." And you just stand right there,. Ten minutes later it stops at the gateway before it moves into the compound and parks.Twenty minutes after climbing into the truck Pat and Fred climb out and make their way to the main gateway between the farmer housing and the main hacienda area. They wait near there until a group of cartel troops walk some workers back to their homes. When the troops return Pat and Fred join the end of the loose group of soldiers. The BDUs worn by the cartel troops are a little different to what Pat and Fred. He didn't answer but his eyes did open to look up at me as a smile spread across his face. Then, he began to groan and I felt a shudder go through him as his cum started spurting up from his penis and dribbling back down my fist as I continued.Then, I kissed him goodnight and left him laying there, happily covered with his wet cum and went and had a phenomenal fuck with my husband. You can imagine how turned-on I was. It was the best sex in recent memory and I knew I was surely enjoying this.