And they all seemed to have signs on them. I pulled over, and saw a sign proclaiming it the “Lemon Lot”. And sure enough, all of them were for sal...e! It seems this was a lot set aside for people on base to sell their vehicles.We all climbed out, and were going from vehicle to vehicle, seeing what all was available. And when I saw one of them in the back corner, I actually stopped dead in my tracks. I laughed and pointed it out to Linda, and she laughed also. And almost together, we shouted out. She tried to push me off, struggling to breathe, but I held her firm. Finally, the threshold broke, and I shot load after load into her throat. At the same time, while she was choking on my cock, her gag reflex triggered. I let go of her head and she retched, a frothy mix of saliva, vomit, semen, and tears pouring down over her face and into her hair. Unable to open her eyes, she gasped for air while I rubbed my placid cock across her face, buying time to regain my erection. That orgasm had. The walkto the police car was a blur to her. However as she was being stuffed intothe back of the squad car Megan was able to notice Tiffany, standing closeby wearing a tiny little smirk on her face. The next five months were a whirlwind. Megan was not allowed back into school,and she had little time for anything but preparing for her upcoming trial.Despite her attorney's constant reminders about overwhelming evidence, Meganand her family completely ruled out any type of plea bargain. She had. ‘You’ve just seen Bob fuck your wife, now I want to see him fuck my husband. What’s good for the goose is good for the gander,’ she finished with a smug expression on her face. I couldn’t help but grin at John’s consternation, knowing how he felt at letting him be seen by his wife being fucked by another man. It was quite a few weeks before I would be in the same position and would then know exactly how he felt at this moment of truth in their relationship. ‘Come on John,’ I said, seeing the.