Now?" he gulped."Yes, goddamn it, right now!" she cried, starting to strip her clothes off."But suppose the kids come home," he panted, staring at his...deliciously-naked wife."Fuck the kids," she panted. "I wanta be fucked with that beautiful, big cock of yours."Being just as hot to fuck as she was, Paul began rapidly removing his own clothes. When he finally had them all off, he moved over to where she was spread out on the couch."Get on your hands and knees," he whispered. "I'm gonna fuck you. Rape must be every girl's worst nightmare. The thought of it is bad enough; I can't imagine what the reality would be like. So, Connie, I know you mean well but I don't think you should make light of it because you can't know how she felt unless you've suffered it yourself, can you?" Er —" began Connie, and paused.Alarmed, I gripped her by the arm and looked her straight in the eye. "Connie," I asked gravely, "have you been raped?" I'm not sure," she replied.Fran and I exchanged perplexed. He inhaled the fragrance of her perfumed hair and the sensual taste between her legs. His daughter Cathy, who could be the younger twin of Laura, quite often liked to substitute for her in bed with her dad.Lying between Laura’s legs he enjoyed the rocking motions of their fucking but why was it pushing lightly against his back? A familiar voice brought him back to reality as he woke up from his hard-on induced dream.“Fuck me good, Brad! I need a lot of cock!”“I am! I think I’ll be glad once you. . I’m dying to have them wrapped around my cock soon.”As he spoke his hands trailed over each body part. His fingers dipping slightly into my sex, then to my lips. Tasting myself I was surprised at the sweet musk compared to his tanginess. He slid his hands back to my pussy, and slid a finger over my hidden bud. I gasped and he did it again, and a third time before pushing his finger inside my channel. He moved it in a slow circle, and added a second finger. Laying on his side beside me he.