It was the height of decadent living. The polished table was ostentatiously long and was flanked on both side by elegant dining chairs. There were two... places laid, one at either end. Eliza sat herself at one end and motioned me to the other. Where Sylvia was supposed to sit, I didn’t know. My question was soon answered. For the moment she stood next to Eliza’s chair holding the tray. Eliza served herself with salad and some toast and a ramekin of pate and then waved Sylvia away. She came and. When Randy finally pulled his softening cock from my wife's pussy, Cheryl rolled over until she was lying on her back on the conference table. Tom then moved into position between my wife's open thighs, lifting her legs up over his shoulders and placing his cock at the entrance to her pussy. His cock slipped right in to the hilt and he, too, was soon pounding away at my wife.I had been so absorbed in watching Tom screw my wife that I failed to notice that Randy had dressed and was preparing to. "We pull into a warehouse just at dawn in south Tucson. Yawning and stretching, I hop out of the back of the pickup. The coyote looks at me like a tuna boat captain eyes the shark in his net. He wants to know when I got on and how long I've been in the truck."I think about three AM", I tell him, "I had a rollover back on highway 10; thankfully you stopped to pick me up." I speak in English to him.My fellow passengers in the pickup line up to hand him money, which are their fares for further. I was on cloud 9 at that moment as I had always aspired of making her, my girlfriend. She asked me not to ask about her ex as she hated him. I tried speaking to her and told her that I was single and could give her everything that she wants to which she replied by a naughty experience. Her bra strap was visible as she was wearing a sleeveless top for which my dick responded by being erect. As my dick is huge, she noticed something in my pant bulging out. She knew that I liked her. And as both.