* * * * * The refreshing and warm swirling breeze is bringing with it my sleepy longing for loving affection. I easily convince you to take the wheel...for the remainder of our journey towards the campground and our awaiting friends. We are both extremely responsive to being aware of the busyness of my motion-filled hands, and the need for what always proves to be nearly impossible distraction. Happily, we find ourselves again westbound, but this time travelling at a much more leisurely fashion.. Fuck it. I open my legs while telling myself I’m not a lesbian – yet!Becky drops onto the bed, places her hands on my thighs and pushed them wider. Her mouth drops to the bed and I can see her extended tongue launch at me. Her intentions are quite clear and they’ve inflamed my sensibility; pushing it to one side in favour of…My lips quiver and I watch her dip her tongue onto my pussy; letting it navigate the channel of my slit, prising it apart with the side-to-side motions of her tongue before. The guy in her started fucking her in earnest now, not caring about her, not being gentle, just shagging a slut. She was loving every minute of it, her moans of delight and screams of pleasure could be heard all over the house. This attracted other men at the party to come to the kitchen where they all took a turn at fucking my obliging little whore-wife while I watched. At least 20 men had fucked her, some had 2 and 3 goes at her. When she was at last left alone, I stood there, looking down. ”“Nice to meet you.” Sam replied automatically. Shaking first Casie and then Kenneth’s hand. Both men were well kempt and looked to be in their early twenties. The kind of men who might have hot girlfriends for him to ogle.Isabel and her husband owned half the buildings on this side of town. Including the apartment complex Sam lived in. They were notorious for keeping a close eye on their property and tenants. Sam ran into Isabel’s husband maybe once a month. His wife on the other hand only.