“Lift up your dress, bend over and keep talking to your husband, slut,” Bobby ordered from behind me. Looking back at I pleaded with him not to make me do that but he gave me a stare and snapped, “Honor our fucking agreement, slut." Feeling defeated I lifted my dress slowly, I turned back to Jacob who was blowjob still looking up at me in a drunken haze. In the back of my mind I am thanking the heavens above that it’s way too dark mixed and the fact that Jacob is drunk out his mind to see my face right now. I must look like a cheap whore. With his big hands, Bobby started kneading my ass brushing his thumbs against by pussy and clit ever so often. Trying hard to concentrate as not to moan too loud while speaking with Jacob I focused on my breathing, like in Pilates class. Jacob continued his 1080p drunken rambling on about how he loved everyone, how much he respects the cashier from Publix who double bags the anal groceries for us and how he hates the fact that the next Avengers movie is a year away. As he talked, I would add in the occasional ‘Yes, honey’ or ‘Mhmm” because Bobby bottomed out his middle and ring Big Boobs finger in my pussy with his thumb popping in and out of my asshole. Closing my eyes, my breathing started becoming ragged and shallow as Bobby’s fingers were sending shivers through my whole body when I unexpectedly let out a small cry, “Aaaaahhhhhh." I opened my eyes quickly thinking Jacob might have caught me. Looking down at him, he didn’t even notice as he continued his babble. Oh my gosh I dodged a bullet! Turning to meet Bobby’s eyes, he held his two fingers up that was covered fetish in my cunt juice and commanded me to suck it off. She was not a terrible criminal as people was trying to convert her to. Oh god! Her fingers jolt to my begging clit from the moistness of my pussy. In those queues a few men looked at us and when we climbed up the steps some men behind us must have had a great view of our pussies. There was an intensity in her gaze that I found disconcerting. I walked over to her face, held it in my fetish hand softly. I don't know how long I was anal fucking her, but the ache was finally building, my ovaries recovering. His son Stew sprung out of the crate and immediately sucked his father's thick flaccid cock into his mouth, his nose pressed into his sweaty pubes, 1080p and his Big Boobs daddy's hairy beer belly laying on top of his head. Otherwise we'd all been at the mercy of Vestus before suffering horrible deaths. “I’m not going to start anything here.” He told me. “That would be disrespectful to Phil. I saw you protecting YOUR territory against all odds. I doubt that… Oh...but I don’t...I’m not… And even to this day Tyler still has yet to meet his mother. She winced but tried not blowjob to say anything. Logan cunningly places his right hand on his Mom’s left thigh just above her knee. "A year." She gasped loud and let out a whimper and another “Noooo!” "Where's our darling little Anna?" Her brother didn't take long, either.