She suspects that I might be having some fun without her and is becoming a bit distant. Also Aunty Betty seems to be changing her attitude towards me ...and is finding any reason to lift the back of my skirt for a good smacking across the back of my bare upper thighs. She does not hold back any more and 8 of the best across each leg is standard, regardless of what I have done which is usually something very minor. Amanda's only reaction is a look of satisfaction and saying the smackings were well. Then things accelerated. I could hear what sounded like one of the other guys jumping into the pick-up with my wife. I assumed to help her get out without falling. I then heard her moan deeply. I and the guy next to me turned to see what was going on. I saw my wife bent over, her huge tits still out and pressed against the tailgate. Her shorts/panties pulled down exposing her ass and swollen pussy and one of the guys was pushing his hard cock into her.I watched as he withdrew completely then. Her friend needed her, she needed someone to stand by her and she was going to be that person and was going to do everything she was capable of to make her feel better."Thia!" she shouted as she stood up and looked down at her friend "listen, this is no good okay? You are not going to sit her and cry over something that happened along time ago, I won't let you. Forget it!! Okay now you have two choices, whether you stand up and go wash your face and try to put the past behind you, or I'm going. "Where did you get those... ?" Craig asked in a slow, hesitant voice."I found them behind the dresser," Matt explained, a little ashamed to have been found looking at them. "One of the folders fell behind there and I had to move it to pick it up."The color seemed to fade from Craig's face, despite the tan he had been working on since the beginning of the Summer. The look on his face was one few people had ever seen, one of utter devastation. In one brief catastrophic moment, his entire aura of.