.” Becky whimpered again.“Get up bitch, and get out of those clothes,” the leader said. There was no bargaining or pleading with her. She was th...ere to do a job and that was the end of it.“Pleease ... please don’t ... I won’t tell anyone, I swear it!” Becky said, one last time trying to convince the girls. But it didn’t work.“If we have to take those clothes off of you, it will be a lot worse. Now do it!” the leader growled menacingly. Becky knew she had no choice and she didn’t want to anger. Brenda watched him, a look of lust in her eyes. She licked her lips. I couldn't believe this, our sex life had always been "normal", just the two of us, and here was my hussy of a wife putting on an erotic performance, for this stanger. One finger became two and Brenda began stabbing at her fanny more urgently. Soon she was at the point of no return and so was our watcher. Both of them gyrated vigurously pumping at their so called private parts, the proverable hurd of elephants could not have. I started to kiss her as my hands moved to her thighs. I lifted her up and laid her on the back while we was still kissing. I pull her shirt off as I kissed her neck. I moved lower down her body with each kiss. I took off her bra and started to suck and gently bite her nipple. She started to moan slowly. I loved to hear her moan. I pulled off her pants and panties and moved farther down her body. I started to lick and sick her clit while I fingered her pussy. Her pussy was soaking wet. I heard. They were kissing on the couch when Debbie came in. "Ah, how sweet, the couple-to be can't keep away from each other." The kiss broke and the couple looked at Debbie. She was wrapped in a knee-length robe of blue silk. It was tied loosely, and Tom could see the sheer night gown underneath. But what he noticed most was the surprised look on Debbie's face. "Debbie, I'd like to present my fiancee, Stephanie Rice. Steph, my step-sister Debbie Hayes." As Tom looked at Steph he saw that her shocked.