As I drove the boat towards a desertedsection of the lake, Paul and Mark used my wife timeand time again. Paul was first. Not ten seconds afterher bik...ini bottom passed her ankles; Paul had driveninto her in one stroke and was slowly pumping in andout of her sopping cunt. Up until now, Mark had displayed remarkable patience,but that was about to end. When Annette opened her eyesto see what was rubbing on her face during Paul’sfucking, she was greeted with a close up view of. “Where we going anyway?” I asked “Local Chinese – it’s very good” replied Rob. “Oh I know it” exclaimed Lisa “and it is good – not cheap though”It was only a two minute taxi ride and we soon studying the menus intently. One thing about having a Chinese meal is you should always allow plenty of time – there’s often lots of courses with long waits between them and it was two hours later before we were ensconced in a town centre pub – one that I instantly recognised as the Wetherspoon’s. Outside in the corridor Pete stopped them and then recorded the babies cry with a dictaphone. Then he returned.Dave was teasing her again. Pete interjected."I think we should let her alone to express some milk for her kid Dave?" Do you think?" dave replied aggressively."Please, just let me do that and I'll answer all the questions you want!"she pleaded. Dave glanced at Pete who stared fixedly at him."Ok you get some time, but you only get one wrist free" But I can't manage with one hand!" she. That’s one juicy looking rear end you have their lady he said with a lecherous tone. Once again I was ordered to turn back around making sure my skirt didn’t drop. There was little chance of that as it was above my hips and rested there on its own accord.The young lad gave a nod of approval and a slight grin came across his face. With that he partly eased down his jogging bottoms with one hand to reveal a slightly curved eight inch hard cock that was now pointing up and at me. With my back.