The snow softened the landscape; turning hard edges into flowing curves. Behind the truck, tracks led back to the small village Oscar had left a half ...n hour earlier.He thought back to his visit there earlier. The village had less then three hundred people living in it. Most were old; the majority of the young had left for better lives in the towns and cities. With the absence of young energetic bodies, the town was well into decline. The wooden buildings needed painting, the fences mending,. They’d figure it out soon enough. Yolanda had been going back and forth between her house and our home to continue her dressmaking. There was no room available to place the ping pong table other than in the workshop, and that was not a suitable environment for her. It would appear that Georgia and Yolanda were getting along quite well together. I didn’t know whether to be pleased or not. I was still suspicious of my ex-wife’s sudden turnaround in attitude. I was hoping it was genuine, but I. Stepping behind her, I told our prisoner, “I have my pistol on you. You have my promise that we don’t want to hurt anyone unless forced to do so. My wife has a shotgun on the truck so your driver needs to listen to you and not try anything.”She nodded. She called out, “Sylvia, it’s me. They have us surrounded. Get out of the truck slowly with your hands up. They have promised not to hurt us unless we force their hand. Come out slowly.”The parking lights lit up but the engine wasn’t cranked.. . for tonight, baby, I want to try swinging, so just relax and enjoy Crystal's favors," Mom encouraged me, while welcoming Emily's tongue on her butt.It wasn't long before I was balls deep inside Crystal, fucking my mother's girlfriend for all that she was worth. I didn't wear a rubber, either, nor did Emily use a dental dam as she rimmed Mom's booty. Mom continued playing with Crystal, too, mostly by licking her ass right in front of me while I pounded her fiancee. Emily didn't let up from her.