He used one leg to roll me over onto my side so he could get out from under me. It was Hubby's next wish that he would now watch me get fucked mission...ary. He said he wanted to see how another man would do it, to see how another man would position themselves, see where their hands would roam, and to see how long they would last before cumming.I rolled and laid on my back, bending my knees and pulling my legs apart by grabbing under my knees i spread wide for nate and gave hubby a perfect view of. Complete rage and feelings of betrayal, coupled with crushing sadness that it had come to this. Also thrown in there were feelings of inadequacy and insecurity. But now that the wild, action-packed afternoon was over, mostly only sadness remained.He had felt extreme satisfaction after chasing McCarthy out the door, naked and bloody, but it only made him feel better temporarily. All that remained now was to pick up the pieces and he didn't know if he yet had the strength to do that.George turned. "I'm sorry; I'm not good at talking with women. This isn't a come-on. I picked your name off the tree at the church and I want to be your holiday friend." Look, I'm not exactly sure what you want. I'll just go get your coffee." I saw her go talk to Joe and he was shaking his head when she came back with my coffee."Okay, Joe says you're alright. I have men coming on to me quite often and I don't need that in my life right now. What is it you want? What is a holiday friend? I know the church put. "Matter of fact...yes...I do....but...can I turn on ONE more light so I can see the wetness & juices better?" Oh PLEASE do....I LOVE details or how excited I get" she muttered as he continued pounding her pussy. I moved around for about 10 minutes while he plowed & ground her, I got closeups of her face as it was turned from the pillow....her supple dangling boob(s)....her nipples...erect and swollen with excitement. His hands...tightly grasping her hips...the sweat dripping onto her back.As I.