His tongue alternated from teasing her clit to driving deep in her pussy and it didn't take long before she was shaking and her hands dug into her hai...r. The heels of her shoes dug painfully into his back and he growled, pushing his tongue deeper into her. He could feel her quiver around him and the warm scent of her arousal filled his head. He moved his hand to her clit and his fingers worked against her and she cried out. Her back arched on the bed and her fingers tugged at her hair as she. I told them that if they want they could go for that otherwise I will not compel them. I then invited them to watch a porn movie. Since I had kept the TV in my bedroom, I took them to my bedroom knowingly that my wife is sleeping there partially exposing her breasts and pussy. I had not kept any chair in the bedroom so they had to sit on our bed only. I went to the TV and began to put a CD into the DVD player. By the time my friends had settled down on our bed and they had noticed my wife`s. Chainsaws and steel axes were orders of magnitude better than sharp rocks tied to sticks.Once they were on the job none of them seemed to want to stop either. The women wandered off to take care of cooking and other things when they weren't in line for a turn with some tool or the other, but almost all the men wanted to keep at things. George and I had to make them stop to go eat lunch.Afternoon was more of the same, but we were soon done with the smaller trees we were going to clear-cut. I. See what Aaron and Samantha were doing? They were messing up my relationship with Megan. I heard myself wish they were both dead. Out loud. Megan stared at me strangely, but said nothing and left. I lay in bed, thinking about my life. I’m not a bad guy. The worst thing I’ve ever done was burn this arrogant bastard named Roman back in Haiti. He was the son of wealthy Haitian-American businesspeople. They were associates of my father. I met him and his parents while vacationing in Northern Haiti.