She was throwing herself around, legs kicking all over the place. God, Mrs D hit hard. Her whole body twisted into each whack. If only I could see the...strap landing on Wendy's pants. The end must have been on bare skin below her pants or even on her legs.While 6 and 6 were cracking on Wendy's bum I quickly crept out to the back door in case Mrs D took a break and looked around. I could pretend to have just arrived. Wendy screamed and again and again. There was only a short pause with continual. I cast a quick glance behind me. Mr. M was still whisking dust off the crates and hadn't noticed anything— yet. I turned my attention back to the ants, wondering if I should tell Mr. M about them or not. If I didn't tell him, they could damage his home. If I told him, he would want to kill them. Ordinarily, that would be the easy choice to make. But Mr. M might ask me to help with the extermination— and these ants were likely related to the ones in my room, the ones which were a constant source. After watching all this from the bathroom I was already naked and feeling my rock hard 6” I needed to get in on the action, I lubed up my cock and walked over to the bed.Kneeling on I teased Donna’s ass with my tool, she groaned, then inched my way in, she groaned real loud as I fucked her ass as the other guy fucked her cunt as the other guy fucked her mouth, we were all rocking and rolling together. This went on for a good ten minutes until the lad who was shagging my wife announced he was. “I’m going to go out on a bit of a limb here,” Jayne said, sure she really wasn’t going out that far, “and suggest that Mr. Brown was actually hiring your services and not the other way around.”“That would be a fair assumption,” Jocelyn replied with a knowing grin.“Well,” Jayne said after a brief pause, “I’m glad we got that cleared up.”As soon as the words left her mouth, Jayne hoped they didn’t sound too judgmental. She firmly believed that a woman’s body was her own, to do with what she.