She glances back at me, catching my gaze for a second. Something glistens in her eye slightly, from the rain probably; but maybe not. My breath catche...s slightly in my throat. Not the rain.The bench she leads me to is covered by the tent, but only barely. Wind shifts and rain blows in sideways and up and down and we sit there. Staring at each other. Saying little. She makes this expression. As hard to describe as she is. For what adjectives run together to make a person like her. It's sad,. Using his hands he took her legs and placed her feet on his chest. Jane slid her ass closer to the end of the counter and Sean started power driving into her. Their breathing was heavy as they looked into each other’s eyes while he deeply penetrated her pussy with his meaty cock. Jane was tightly squeezing Sean’s cock with womanly muscles when he pulled out and in one move penetrated her slightly open asshole causing her to squeal, “Ohhh Myyy GAWD!” Sean knew she was wet enough for this move. She was taking off her shoes! Encouraged I pulled the material up over each leg, then put my arms into the sleeves, which ended in gloves. The hood came over my head backwards, the closed back of the hood over my face. "Is this right?" I asked. Through the transparent material of the hood I saw that Meg had pulled off her skirt and I was staring at the longest, leanest, loveliest legs in all humanity. She looked up. "That's right. Now let me clasp it in back for you." Meg came over, blouse. Brad and Doris, I mused to myself. That was a lot more information than I had before. What would I do with that information? Probably not as much as I could. I lost myself in a daydream of pounding the living shit out of Brad and then fucking his wife in front of him while he bled on the floor, begging me to stop. Doris and I were on our third round with Brad whimpering piteously on the floor when the door opened again.I heard the chair scrape as she stood up to greet the newcomer. “Doctor?”.