When the bed shifted, he suspected it was Joe, moving his legs. It wasn't until after he rested his head against a chest, and looked to his front, whe...e he saw the faintest outline."H-HEY!"Laughter rang in his ears, and he cried out."DAMMIT!"His shorts were yanked off his body, and his legs grabbed, being forced apart. He struggled, but to no avail. The man in front of him grabbed his cock, and squeezed. Jack cried out, his eyes wide as the other started to pump.Eyes shut tight as he could,. "Having him inside me like that, seeing how much pleasure I was giving him... I've never experienced anything so fulfilling." And you'll be doing it a lot more," smiled Meg, stroking her sister's hair, "particularly when we've shown you how to make yourself look gorgeous for him."And show her they did. As she was being painted and primped, powdered and perfumed, Hester's whole being was focussed on what they were doing to her, and she absorbed it all like a sponge. She knew without a doubt that. It weren’t easy but for a woman who wears a hot stud in her panties so that she could get her thrills while walking down a crowded street, standing or sitting in a crowded bus or metro or even on a roadside bench she had learned some control, but in weren't a plastic mechanical hot stud that was moving in and out of her, it was a hot live throbbing column of flesh and that made all the deference. She laying on her back, him on his side across the bed, her left leg between his and her right. I wondered how many more times had it happened. Was it still happening?! I went and booted up my laptop and went online. This is where the adventure took a turn even I hadn't expected.The wife was never good with passwords and always kept the same old obvious ones over the years. Getting into her old email took less than 5 minutes. I searched through her archives I found a folder marked simply with the letters MB. I clicked it into it and found a series of numbered folders that were empty as I.