“Go up the stairs to your right, the small bedroom on the right side will be yours for tonight. Put your overnight bag in there, then you can help m...e with the food.” Jill said. It was a very small bedroom with only a small dresser and a single bed. The room also had a window in it, so I had another great view of the scenery. It was so different than being in the city, because everything was so quiet and peaceful. Once I was back downstairs, Jill had some of the food already heating in the large. I reached out and grabbed my sensual babe by the hips, pulling her towards my lap. She reached below me and grabbed my hard cock, rubbing the tip against her wet swollen pussy lips, while she pressed her back against my chest. Anita lifted herself up and I felt a hard pressure as she tried to push me in. I was overwhelmed with pleasure and I finally found out that Ana was pressing my hard cockhead into her very tiny asshole.Before I knew it, Ana had taken my entire cock into her anus with not. Oh no! Her husband was raping the woman! So the woman wasn’t interested in her husband at all. She was disgusted with her husband’s behaviour but yet oddly the scene in front of her made her horny and she had slipped her fingers under her thongs and began to play with herself. She was so lost in her own pleasure she did not notice a car had driven up the driveway. A slightly balding, short portly man got out of the car and strode up to the front door to open it. Neither did the occupants in. Don was taking full advantage of the view, too, ogling her superb body."I was baking this morning," Shelly said, "and I guess I made too many cookies. I thought you and Vicky might like some." Gee, thanks, Shelly," Don said, accepting a bag of cookies. "Vicky's not here right now. But I could use some company. Like a drink?" Oh, that'd be nice!" Shelly beamed. "And it'll be nice to have somebody to talk to. I've felt so lonely since I got my divorce."Joan scowled through the knothole. Shelly.