We sat in the back, on the leather seats, exposed for all to see. Out of the frying pan and into the fire. I didn’t say anything as Chris started d...iving, since him and Leila were chatting away. The wind whipped my ponytail all over, but I didn’t notice, as I was considering what to do. I clearly couldn’t go into school, but if one of the teachers was at the gate I might have to simply make a run for it. I’d have to avoid all the students who knew me too. I couldn’t go home, as my mum worked. The Night Angel yanks open the front of her dress, exposing her large breasts and he grabs them roughly to suckle the large dark nipples there. She throws her head back in bliss as he does. Her fingernails clutch his shoulders drawing blood to the surface.He bites and sucks, leaving marks of his own. Never has he known such primal lust and he revels in it. She seems to ooze down onto the floor from on his lap to lewdlycaress this man's mahogany hard cock. She rubs her face all over the front. At night they arrived. The son of my neighbor is a young man of nineteen age, tall, dark and muscular. He said it was the gym every day. I realized that my wife was attracted to him, her eyes shining. I also realized that the boy's penis was hard when he saw the neck of my wife, which revealed much of her breasts. He tried vainly to disguise the volume beneath the pants.When all sat on the couches, I noticed that my wife was wearing no underwear. She sat right in front of the boy and quietly. I have to admit I was attracted somewhat to "Rain between legs" and wondered how she had gotten that name. I followed her up to the pile of buffalo skins covering the floor in the loft and she quickly shunned her single piece buckskin dress and showed me she was naked as a jaybird underneath. The curved cheeks of her hindquarters were raised high on top of the buffalo skins and despite my guilty feelings, I accepted her invitation of spreading her cheeks and slowly slipped my long inquisitive.