She noted a Lexus and had to wonder who owned that. James had waited for her by the wicket gate and his eyes asked for the answer to his proposal. ‘...ater, James.’ She told him. She was prepared for a good turnout but when they got on the platform she was surprised at the numbers. Seeing Sir Richard and Lady Margaret, answered the question of the Lexus, then the sight of a small squad in Khaki standing on the gravel of the track bed surprised her. She turned to James and in a voice as cool as. I'd been wifeying for Vince for a couple of months and must have taken a few dozen of his loads when Kathy texted me to come over to help her with something on their computer. Vince was actually fairly good with tech, but he was visiting his brother for a long weekend, so I headed over after work. We were sitting side by side while I set up her new printer when I realized that she was sitting kinda close. I'd always found her attractive and her sweetness made me comfortable being close to her.. "Now spread your legs and suck him some more," Hank said. I knew what was going to happen, knew it would hurt. I didn't care. I stepped in front of Jim, spread my legs wide, and lowered my head to his hard cock. I could feel the hot wind on my exposed asshole. I felt something cold and slippery drip on it, and then Hank's strong fingers exploring my virgin asshole. With fear and lust battling it out, I pushed my ass back against his fingers. Lust won. "Fuck my ass, Hank. Fuck it hard." "Oh, you. His tone was more serious and the playfulness in his voice had all but disappeared. I smiled sheepishly in the dim light of the bedroom and stepped towards him giggling. “Stand fucking still, and unzip that fucking dress!” he snapped abruptly. I froze on the spot feeling my heart quicken and the soft mound between my legs dampen slightly at his words. I’d seldom been spoken to like this before in my life; I’d always been a ‘good girl’. I guess there had never really been any need for anyone to.