"Ash, what are you doing here?" Iris softly whispered. She dropped her head to stare down between her feet and pulled her shirt closed. She was hiding... herself - from him. He got the sudden urge to fall to his knees. She should never, ever have to feel like she had to hide from him. He was torn between wanting to love her and doing the right thing. What was the right thing anyway? Doing what your heart most desires or, was it living through a hell of a life you thought was forever? Ash screamed. Well over six and a half feet tall, with bushy orangered hair, he was so skinny that he couldn't have weighed more than one hundred and sixty pounds wringing wet."Okay, you guys, I'll take care of this. Keep on working. We ain't got all night." His deep voice spurred them to greater efforts. "Now, what you got here, Murphy? A spy?" I don't think so, Mr. Barton." The man who had Chad's wrist clamped in one meaty fist was somewhere in his middle thirties, older than most of the other men who had. "Gina was taking a huge gulp as he said it straight at me replying, "You realize that's not happening again; is it, Scott?"I quickly began pouring myself another drink snidely replying, "Not until after we have some crab legs." They both began whooping, "Oh, no, you are in trrrr-oooub-llll... Oh, damn, dude; you're so in for it... Hey, we didn't say a thing about it, it was all Scott. We are being perfect gentlemen." At this point Gina gave a straight-faced grin and said, "Let's just go for. I was thinking that I was spent, when she started stroking my cock with her hand and then putting it in her mouth again. Within minutes I sprang back to attention. She looked at me and smiled. While still holding my cock in her hand she positioned herself above me and guided my cock into her warm cunt. I never before had a pussy so tight! It felt like my cock was in a vice grip. She slowly went up and down on my hard dick and I started to fondle her small saggy tits. I sat up a bit and put each.