Helen found out from some of the women at the hairdressers, how to go about finding other couples. A woman gave her a copy of a contact magazine and w...e where really excited as we looked through it, reading the ads and especially looking at all the nude photo's. There was a photo of a beautiful girl of 18 with long blond hair and an absolutely fabulous figure. I was really keen to reply to this ad but Helen pointed out that the husband was in his 40's. Seeing how dejected I looked, Helen agreed. But more than being your friend, well, ah, okay girl, spit it out!’ ‘Jake, I need to be brutally open with you. Jake, look, I love to fuck—I need to fuck. I am decidedly, to say the least, adventurous in that area. Give me your hand.’ And with that, Jillian slipped Jake’s hand up under her skirt and placed it firmly on her wet, pantyless, little cunt. She then moved his hand down farther as she slid her butt to the edge of the seat. There was the distinct projection of a silicone butt plug just. " "But . . . but . . . he'll hang us!" Salome shrieked. "Oh no! Please don't!" cried Sandy. "Anything but that!" "Anything! Anything!" Cynthia chimed in. "Girls, girls, the Marshal ain't gonna hang you!" said Billy Bob with a laugh. "No?" said Cynthia, and the relief on her face was palpable. "No. The reward's the same whether I bring you in dead or alive. And withall that fay-nip I spritzed on you, I'm afraid it's gonna be dead. If thosemagic books at the library are right, you should be. But this time she was not only without panties, she did not have any clothes on at all. I was amazed on how fast she had undressed and aroused herself to the peak of excitement. It was only a few minutes since she was kissing her husband god buy, and here she was without any clothes, rubbing here clitoris, and ready to release here physics in a major orgasm. While I was in the doorway watching her and her pointy nipples, she came in their bedroom before my eyes. Sufficiently quiet so she was.