Every time I drove my four fingers into her cunt my thumb would push on the plug.She was moaning now almost a non-stop sound. Her cunt was gaping open...from my four fingers and because of the state of my body I could see all of the way into her deep hole. Harder and harder I plunged my hand into her until she came, in a screaming orgasm, that seemed to last forever. Just as I had seen before she squirted a little fluid onto my hand as I rammed it into her.Once she started to calm down I slowly. "You threw Terry away after one slip-up." But that was DRUGS!" he shouted."And this is ADULTERY," she countered evenly, but mimicked his tone."But... but it was just a few times, and it's stopped," he stammered, panic starting to rise."And Terry only took a few pills, and isn't using any more," she came back."Is this really about adultery, or is it back to that shit about driving the kids away?" he yelled, now worked almost to full cry. He was on his feet, gesturing wildly."Sit down and I will. I was in a hotel near the M5, and I had a few drinks with dinner and got chatting to some other suited guys in the bar. It was just a few words here and there watching football. By the time it got towards midnight, it was just myself and an older stocky guy with a moustache and slightly posh accent. His name was Derek. We chatted away a bit more and he was asking if I was married and this and that, and he got round to talking about the time spent away by guys in hotels. He started talking about. "Then goodnight Oluth."He said nothing, and there was no sound for perhaps an hour, when my sleep was interrupted by a distant scream.Oluth was up in a breaths pan, scooping me up beneath an arm and running full-tilt for the sign of distress. My whole body bounced with his massive strides, and it was all I could do to hold my arms protectively across my chest, fighting to keep the huge orbs that lay beneath my bodice from tearing free. We came upon two ugly green men, strong looking, but fat,.