I was transfixed by what I saw, and I couldn’t move. Soon, the guy behind her moaned loudly as he thrust hard into her. He stayed there for a moment...before pulling out of her. At this, the guy in the chair got up and took the first guys place, pushing his cock deep into here. I was getting very wet watching what was going on. I had been with a few guys, but never more than just one at a time. The thought of two men taking me like that was too much. I reached down into my cum soaked panties and. I looked back at my light post and determined that while I had been blinded, he had snuck around behind me.Being covered in matte black clothes, he had blended in with the shadows. The ringing in my ears and my own heartbeat had probably been enough for me to miss his movements if he had made any noise. Getting dirty hadn’t bothered him, and his actions just reinforced my belief that he was military trained.I walked back to him and looked at his face. He had pulled the balaclava up when he went. Just FUCK!I entered her ass with my 9 inches. She was tight as hell. I was fucking the hell out of her and she was screaming. I was smacking her ass and I started making long hard strokes and she was moaning so loud, I could have sworn she was crying but I didn't care because she didn't stop me so I figured she liked it.We switched positions and she started riding me. She was stroking back and forth, very hard and it was so hard, it felt like my clit was getting carpet burns but I didn't care. " What is this stuff about the Widow Parker and Peter being stuffed in a trash can?" When you had died and we had disposed of your body we couldn't have your husband looking for you, now could we. It was a tidy solution to a vexing problem. Everything is wrapped up nicely. Your husband would be dead, you would have disappeared and the police would start looking for you as the prime suspect. I mean you were obviously guilty or why had you run? And your husband is dead. Our man hasn't reported in.