Knowing my darling wife they might not even reach the bed before he was penetrating her. As I stood watching she stood up faced the wall and guided Ba...rry into her he didn’t need asking twice and drove his cock up to the hilt inside her, I heard Anne gasp in pleasure over the sound of the shower water as he fucked her hard and deep. I was surprised how he had managed to get it up such a short time after shooting his load only minutes before, but I suppose at nineteen I was just as horny, Barry. Crusher was on the other side sucking and squeezing her other tit. Pulling it so hard it looked like he wanted to make it bigger. Speed straddled Lisa's face so he could look down and watch the other guys fucking her. He rode her face, driving his cock deeper down her throat with each thrust. Big Dick was between her legs pounding his huge black cock deep into her white pussy. Lisa's hands and feet shook as Speed and Big Dick pounded their cocks into the top and bottom of her. I turned on the. That worthless little shit. I should have buried him with his back-stabbing mother. Fuck, I hadn’t thought of Naomi in weeks. Now my memories of her flooded back: Starting from when I first saw her.Back then Dad made us go to church. I don’t know why, but hypocrisy never bothered Wilhelm Hanslein. We went to church with the same fucking sheep we sheared. No one sat near us. No one talked to us. Yet Dad strode about as if he owned the fucking place.One Sunday, I noticed Jonathan Schmidt. She had a nice breakfast and as always looked stunning. a tight sweater that showed off her big tits, skin tight jeans that looked like they were sprayed on, calf high boots like I suggested for safety. I handed her my spare leather jacket and helmet.. I fired up the bike and she climbed on. We rode the the freeway and pointed wast bound 401 out of Toronto. I shifted into high as we merged onto the highway at about 85 Mph. gently increased to cruising speed and sat back and relaxed. I loved the.