I watchedas it slipped into my wife’s willing cunt and he fuckedher good for a man his age, calling her his bitch as hefuck her. Finally he shot... his load after about tenminutes and then Martin took his place and fucked her.Martin was still fucking her after twenty minutes when aknock came at the door of the Caravan. As I was the onlyone with clothes on I answered the door. I opened it alittle bit and peeked out to see a lorry driver standingthere. I asked him what he wanted. The man said. ..do you shave down there?" He motioned at my crotch and flashed a sly smile. “Damn!' I thought. “He noticed!; how embarrassing!” I felt a little ashamed as I stood there naked in front of my masculine Uncle having to admit that yes, I do indeed shave my pubes, cock and balls. “Uh...Y-yeah...f-for swimming.” I lied, “We have to.” Uncle Todd recognized my false explanation and he knew I was embarrassed. "Hey, I'll let you in on a little secret," He mock whispered. "A lot of men do." “Really?”. Keep a sharp eye out, Tonto.”“Kemosabe.” David followed his friend into the hot, steaming room.She couldn’t help herself. She knew it was crazy. Who knew what was after them? And they only had a little time to kill the thing in the lake. But still. Donna stuck her tongue into Patrick’s mouth while she tore at his trousers. She pulled him a little farther into a corner, hiding them down a dead-end alley behind a large, rotating piston. There it was, her hand grasped his raging member, and she. "She sat down on the edge of the bed and rolled on her nylons, stood up and put on a garterbelt and then stepped into a pair of high heels. She walked over to the dresser and bent over, digging through the drawer and leaving me to stare at that ass and her hanging tits. Her legs were slightly apart and I could see her hairy mound between them and I was hurting bad. I was torn between running for home and taking care of my self and staying to see as much as I could.She stood up and turned,.