" I'm still going with them if they ride, Mark!" the red- bearded writer said. "You understand... ?" Forget it. Let's keep them from killing each othe...r if we can... !"The two wives remained silently by, one staring from her bed, the other near her as they gaped at the empty doorway, listening to their respective husbands leave the house without further word to them."Are you hungry, Baby?" Carol, with a touch of rising anticipation to her voice, asked."I-I was, but... but..."Carol smiled. "I. Ich schlug mich zur Seite ins Unterholz, fand ein halbwegs bequemes Pl?tzchen, und schlief ersch?pft ein.Die Sonne schien mir ins Gesicht und weckte mich. Es war ein einsamer Sonnenstrahl der seinen Weg durch das Ge?st zu mir fand. Der Himmel war fast v?llig mit dunklen Wolken zugezogen.Ich bestieg mein Rad und fuhr weiter. Der n?chste Orgasmus ereilte mich erst kurz vor dem Ziel. Die letzten Meter lief ich zu Fu?. Nicht einfach mit den spitzen Abs?tzen auf dem weichen Boden. Aber ich schaffte. The older couple, dining several tables away, had stopped their meal and turned to stare in our direction. The woman lifted her hand to cover her mouth but I still heard her gasp, “My goodness.” Her husband had tilted his head and was grinning as he watched Vicky continue to jerk through her orgasm. I noticed they were a very handsome couple. Maybe late fifties or early sixties. Despite their silver hair, they seemed to be in excellent shape. Well dressed and obviously, well moneyed. “Isn't. Suck my tits, Katelyn lover, that’s it! Oh Jessica, my golden fuckbunny, you know just what to do make Mama cum, do it you little slut, that’s my girls!’ Patrice groaned. Patrice had been a very sexual young woman for quite some time. She was aware of being pretty at a young age, why not, her Mom was still drop-dead hot. In school, Patrice had to admit she was a spoiled brat. If she was failing a subject, her skirts got a bit shorter or her blouses a bit lower-cut, or tighter. Or she wouldn’t.