I’d been thinking of her pussy ever since I’d briefly touched it, and finally there it was, perfect. A second later I had a hand on either side an... spread her open. She didn’t object, just smiled as I looked. I was hard and took my pants off and honestly just intended to fool around a bit. But as I leaned over her and felt her tits up my cock pressed up against the lips of her pussy and I couldn’t help myself. I looked down and watched myself thrust in. The first one was deep and took her a bit. She felt used, limp, unable to move. Without withdrawing from her he lifted her up and cradled her to his body. She walked her up the stairs and into her bedroom.Once at the bed he laid her down next to her husband, naked, smelling of sex and cum now down the inside of her thighs. She was finished.“On your knees again slut” Evan said.Jacqui looked at him horrified. Her husband just inches away.“I got another serving of juice for that tight cunt of yours”“Tight? She whispered back at him. ‘Not. I tried hiding from it, I triedsuccumbing to it. I tried lying about it. Nothing helped.At first, it was harmless. I would sneak something out of my mother'sdrawer and hide somewhere to try it on. My hiding place of choice wasbehind the sofa. It was the 1970's. At the time, thigh highs withgarters were still very popular. Also multicolored knee highs werebeing worn by all the college aged girls. I had some of them. None ofthem fit me, but I liked the feel of them on my legs, my arms, my...well,. The occupancy clock had started ticking.The government was still pissed about having the rug yanked out from under their feet. Personally, I didn't have a damned thing to do with it. I was just a victim that got sucked into the jet engine. However, since I was a moving target I got shot at. I was sued for various things from tax fraud to squatting to theft of government property. They tried to lock off access to my road. I visited the local Menard's for a cutoff saw, a plastic face shield and a.