Epilogue
Several days later, Hal and Sandra lay in bed, the morning sun falling across their naked bodies. Her buttocks trembling from the wild screwing her husband had just given them, Sandra stretched in satisfaction.
"You know something? I tried to call Candy yesterday, and I found out her phone's been disconnected."
"I got a feeling she left town," Hal said as he reached out to caress her tight, smooth ass cheeks. "She was probably ashamed to face us after she enjoyed your eating her out so much."
Sandra chuckled. "She came so hard, she practically drowned me."
"I stopped by the woods last night on my way home from work." Hal's fingers found their way down to caress the base of her warm, moist cunt.
"Did you see Marta and Hando?" Sandra asked, spreading her legs.
"There was no sign of them. You would never know there'd been anybody camped there."
Sandra sighed. "What a shame. I never felt as though we really told them how grateful we were for what they did for us," She raised her buttocks, letting his fingers explore the length of her sizzling icleft.
"Oh, I don't think you should worry about that. I'm sure they knew."