One morning a group of riders arrived in our yard and started to move alongside of the house. This was the only path leading to the Indian Village. I ...tepped out on the porch with my rifle in my hands. I fired over the leaders head, which stopped them in their tracks. They turned my direction... “Just where do you think you are going?”The leader a scruffy looking excuse for a human, he had long black hair hanging down his back with a braid on either side hanging down his chest, and he smelled.. He took her down a wooded country road and stopped at a wide spot. As soon as they got out of their cars he took her in his arms and started kissing her and rubbing and squeezing her ass. Damn it makes me hard to think of a black man 1/3 my age kissing and fondling my wife. She reached down and started rubbing his crotch and squeezing his huge cock, She said "damn it is hard isn't it? and big too." She started unfastening his belt and uniform pants and her was opening her top his pants dropped. Chuck had allowed his cock to finally slide out of Cindy's well-fucked pussy after he and her had both climaxed together and now Cindy was down between her father-in-law's strong firm thighs, sucking on the full thickness of his cock as she gave him another blowjob and began to feel his cock hardening and rising to full readiness for yet another fuck.The realization that her father-in-law's fertile cum was pooled inside her horny pussy from their second fuck together had also aroused some. Some ofthe customers seemed to snicker at me a bit, but even the woman in thewaiting area seemed to become more comfortable with it after a fewminutes and seemed almost jealous that her husband didn't do some ofthe things that I do for my wife. And they had all thought I waswearing a blouse, because of the color. I guess she had been right."I guess you were right," I responded. "The girls seemed to be okaywith me wearing a bra, but what about this girly hairdo?" Well dear, don't you remember.