“She’s the gentler of the two, you’ll get along with her fine,” he told me, “Her name is Slut. Mine is called Slag. Corny, huh?”The girl-p...ig was definitely easier to get mounted on than a boar so I consoled myself with that thought as I got used to the feel of riding a pig.She was quite calm as I settled onto her back, and after a few moments of nervousness on my part I was surprised to find that everything felt pretty natural. “What do I do now?” I asked, honestly unsure how to proceed.“Take. By the time I got down to the beach I just managed to catch a glimpse of them heading over the sand dunes behind some bushes. As I got close to the bushes I could hear them talking. Keeping out of sight I managed to find a spot where I could see them but they couldn’t see me. As I peered through the bushes I got the surprise of my life. There in front of me was my wife letting some stranger feel her up. She was enjoying it and returning the compliment by rubbing his cock through his swimming. I groaned in sheer relief as I started to pee, I closed my eyes and didn’t even see where I was pissing for a few seconds. I opened my eyes to see Hannah reveling in my pee. Her face was directly in my stream of piss and she was masturbating furiously.My piss slowed to a trickle and Hannah buried her face in my crotch. I could feel her tongue start to lap at my pussy, sucking and chewing on my soft pussy flesh. It wasn’t the first time she had eaten me out and I knew how good she could make me. I was happy to see all of them. we smoked the weed and had a great time. these kind of events went on for a few more weeks until about 2 weeks before my sister moved to Arizona to start back in school. she failed 3rd and 7th grade so she was leaving to start 8th grade out in Arizona to catch up. and she gave me her room because she was leaving soon and she was never home (she was always out with her friends) so i had a room all to myself. one day i decided to look around the room for any cracks.