”“Good, keep off track,” I responded, still keeping all my comments short.“I’m afraid they are already thinking you’re leading some kind o...f cult,” Natalie informed me. “Plus they wanted to know why we were all living in your room.”I simply asked “Why?”She answered, “Because you said they could search the house. The first thing they noticed was all the women’s clothing in your room, in a variety of different sizes and styles.”“Ah.” That was enough encouragement for her to go on.“They’re still. It would not start and I out to take a look. I had done something to the car so that once stopped it won’t start easy.I called the other laborers over and asked them to help give the car a push. They all came and all of them started staring at my girlfriend with lust in their eyes. I could imagine what was going through their head. They kept staring till I finally started the car. I got out to thank them and offered them money, they refused so I told them that dinner for them would be the least. My balls slapped against her, Laura’s eyes were closed again and she was biting her lip, moaning. Her tits bounced against her chest as I slammed into her over and over again. Our bodies were slick with sweat and my breathing heavy as I worked. It felt incredible. I had never fucked like this before. It felt kinky to be having sex with someone so much older than me, and I loved the fact that she was clearly into it, and knew what she was doing. Even in the position she was in, her body moved. He was now shirtless with an upper body that was fetching enough to lick. Repeatedly. Never taking my eyes away from his, I undid his belt buckle. He lightly kissed my forehead, a sign he was with me. It was another one of our things.Did John want this?I forcefully undid the button and took down the zipper of his black pants and slid them down. He stood in his black boxer briefs. Next his shoes and socks had to go. Then I bent down and with a tug, slide the underwear down that lovely, trim ass.