Mai uske paas gaya or usko jagaya or bolo mujhe ek glass pani de do wo uthi or dediya maine wahin pani piya or usse bola jara sunna please or apne kam...e ki taraf chala gaya wo piche piche ayee and jaise hi wo mere kamre me ayee maine gate band kar liya, usne bola kya kar rahe ho maine kaha kuch nahi or bed pe betha diya tab usne dekha tv par bluefilm chal raha hai or use dekhne lagi, mai uske paas gayaOr uske pairo ke paas baith gaya and usse request kiya ki ek baar blue film ke jaise mujhe. “Can you pull the skirt up a little more, then open your legs.”She did as she was directed, Mark beside me was snapping away with the stills camera, taking pictures of his own mother, her wet cunt glistening. We took more, some on her knees, her shapely arse in the air.“Ok Linda, time for a change.”Mark followed me back to the changing room. What would I say to him. I’d gone much too far, I knew. But, and it was a big but, I loved it. “Mark,” I began.“Linda, its fine. You looked fabulous, your. The mist from the temperature difference of the water and the air hung along the river like a smoke trail. That swirled as we broke through the fog and continued through patches of denser concentrated areas then open up to clear as a bell for a while. With only the roaring of the outboard motor to be heard as we made our way to the Island that I was sure would be the best hunt these men had ever seen. When we got to the cut that opened up to Shoemaker creek we slowed and idled into the water. Given what had happened the night before, she wasn't surprised when the door opened, and David walked in. He moved towards her and, without saying anything, cupped her breast. He rubbed her nipple through the satin of her wedding gown, and it grew hard under the silky fabric. "I'm going to be the first man to fuck you today." Jen didn't object, or try to stop him. She was beyond that now.He lifted her onto a table. As he did, he pulled her gown up so it bunched around her waist. He easily.