"Armand was standing at the door waiting for us to finish our argument. Everyone else in the room was just trying to avoid the fallout. I saw the innk...eper duck behind the bar when I looked around. No one here wanted any part of us.She fumed, and refused my arm to escort her to the carriage. I held the door and instructed Armand to assist the lady. He did so with practiced ease. I paid the innkeeper, not even blinking at the blatant overcharge. I just wanted to be on my way. Why? I wasn't so. He was really jerking out a load, and even better to MY WIFE. I must have masturbated to that first video 20 times. I watched slowly checking out his technique. Admiring how far he shot his load, and knowing he wants to feel her pussy around that cock. Over time I would send him pictures of her every couple days. He would promptly jerk off on her pictures and return the video for my enjoyment. It became so much fun. He asked her name and started talking dirty about her on the videos. Telling me. I started to scream "daddy stop it hurts" he punches my ribs, "I said be still, I can make this hurt alot more than It is now" as he slowly slides his dick in I bit my lip trying not to scream and then he unexpectedly shoves his dick halfway in, popping my cherry and ripping my pussy apart. I let out a huge scream and he punches me right in the cheek. "shut up, do you want daddy in trouble?" I shake my head and he continued to slide the rest of his dick in me. When he reached the hilt he let it. " I wouldn't go that far," responded Helen, "but the women I saw would have been glad to have been offered a cuddle by someone in the same boat as them." You saw that?" asked Ben incredulously.Helen nodded her eyes wide as she stared at her son-in-law."Where?" asked Ben."I was out shopping with Phillipa and we'd stopped for a bite to eat," she explained softly. "Those Confederacy Marines staged one of their pick ups right there in the food court."Helen got a far away look in her eye as she.