She realized that there was no use in trying to get away from this awful man, that she would have to take him and like it. Her vagina still ached from...her previous masturbation, but she began to cool with the insistent lust of this horrible man. She had enjoyed making herself want to be satisfied, but to be taken so hatefully was another story, it had cooled her passion.The jerking of his mammoth penis did not really excite her, because she was too afraid of what he might subject her to after. Wendy put her hand on my woody, which was sticking straight up as I was still laying down, my head and back on a carpet of pine needles. She looked impressed. "I don't remember tenth graders with units this big." I think it's gotten bigger with all the action it's seen recently," Patty observed."Well, maybe I should have given Joe a few more tries, back then, huh?" joked Wendy as she moved her hands up and down my shaft with a slight twisting motion, one that felt very much like my own. I was happy that he had!As we sat in the restaurant and ate dinner, it felt both strange, as well as exciting to be setting at the same table with the with the man that had just fucked my wife, and in our room, and on our bed; but I enjoyed that curious sensation very much! I kept playing the image of Omar fucking Marta as I'd stood peeking through the Venetian blinds earlier; and I clearly remembered the forcefulness of his thrusts, as he literally pounded Marta's pussy like he was trying to. Robbie finished his tea and finished getting dressed. It was a beautiful Saturday morning and he wasn't going to let it go to waste. He couldn't have sex with Missy, and a wank would just make him more frustrated, so he dropped his keys, cash, and mobile into his sporran, collected Snarf, and headed out the door for a walk in the hills. Once they'd crossed the bridge at the far end of the village, Robbie unhooked Snarf's lead. She wouldn't go far without Robbie. She'd been with him her entire.