”“You’re a smart whitefella.”“Thank you.”“Aha! Caught you!” Tessa walked up from behind him. “Turn my back and you’re chatting up ...another gin.”“Annie, this is Tessa, my wife.”“Real wife?”“Both whitefella and blackfella ceremonies.”“How’d ya trap him, honey?”“Just stuck out my foot and tied him up.” They all laughed.“Good meetin’ you. You really goin’ with Jos and his group?”“We really are,” Tessa responded. “But I don’t expect it to be for everyone. As I read it, the real problem with Utopias. She wore no panties, and her pose opened her thighs, exposing her shaved pussy, bare but for a delicate ‘V’ above her hooded clit. She had dyed it a bright red, in contrast to her dark, near-black hair, which fell in luxurious waves past her shoulders. Tom drank in the sight of her. He’d known her for years, they were best friends with Darla and Dave, and until last week, when Darla had brought him to the Organization to retrieve his wife, had never seen a hint of her sex drive. He knew now. She lived on the other side of town and while we still probably go to some of the same places we hadn't run into each other in the few years since we broke up.I said "hi" and said to have a seat and sat at an empty table. I don't think she wanted to but was polite and did. Within seconds a waitress was over and asked if we needed drinks. I already had one and I don't think Elizabeth wanted one (she had a low tolerance) but I ordered her favorite beer for her (a strong imperial stout).A. He held his cock in my ass for a moment until it started to go soft and slip out.I opened my eyes to look back at him and saw a guy standing in the doorway watching us. I panicked and was scared. I thought for sure he was about to say something rude and I would become the laughing stock of the barracks. He looked at me and smiled. Then he came over to us. The guy fucking me was shocked also. He stepped back and pulled up his boxers. The new guy dropped his boxers and called next. I was still.