My wife Thelma, is 5”6”, dirty blonde, neck length thick hair, styled professionally every two weeks, pale skin, but compared to the new arrival -... almost coloured. She is stout bodied, waist defined, grippable hips, sturdy legs, nice ankles and huge boobs. I think they’re what Peppe had in mind, as I had spotted him ogling her in the evening, as we passed his desk on the two nights he did duty. When dressed for dinner, especially when we taxied out to a local restaurant, she insisted that we. He shoved his entire face into my pussy, moaning into my wetness. I cried out, spreading my legs wider, pumping my hips harder. He shoved two fingers into my greedy hole, pumping them in and out as he sucked my clit hard into his mouth."Oh fuck yes, Dylan! Finger fuck my pussy, I need to cum so bad! Please make me cum,” I screamed loudly, fucking my pussy against his pistoning fingers, my cuffed hands pulling his hair tightly, pushing him deeper into my slit.I was pumping my hips at a blinding. " She said as she turned me around, "Are you sure you're gay?" She asked, as she gently grabbed a hold of my cock and stroked it."I never said I was gay Emily." Good." She said tapping my chest and removing the gum from her mouth. She turned to Madaline. "Keep watch in case anyone walks in." Madaline giggled and nodded, "Are you really going to do it?" Emily didn't answer but turned her attention back to me. "Hold on to this." She said, placing her gum in my mouth and knealt down in front of me. Betty Mae looked at the other two women and spoke almost regretfully.“They understand that it’s the price we are all paying for just fucking around. They took up what we began to tell them; it’s all in the family.”“But now you’re finding that the brothers wish that they knew, right?”“Yeah,” Raylene said quietly.“And they want to have children with their real wife, right?”“Yeah, but not right away. They want us to wait until we hit it rich and move to the city. And to tell you the truth, I don’t.