" "That's not fair," I protested. "I've got rights, too." "Name them," he sneered."Well, for one thing," I answered defiantly, "I've got a right to so...e kind of life outside of this house." "Bullshit!" he bellowed. "A woman's place is in the home... and that's it!" "I don't buy that," I retorted."Then try this on for size!" he yelled, and let loose a slap that 'caught me right across the cheekbone.Staggering backward until I bumped against the wall, I cried, "You hit me! Who do you think you. I get close to cumming so I back off and sit there as my cock twitches and bobs and weaves trying to find my hand to finish the job. But I want to try to cum when they do. I know sooner or later they will be having sex. I am not disappointed and he pulls her to him and she mounts him in the water and he fucks her standing up and then she turns around and he starts to fuck her from behind. I concentrate on her face and I start to fuck my fist. I watch the look on her face and am matching her. “How about it, Randy? Are you up for a night of drinking, war stories, reliving Old College Days and discussing breast feeding versus formula?”I looked at Emily out of the corner of my eye but her expression was unreadable. “Sure,” I said. “Why not?”A couple of hours later, Judith and I were in her little Kia, heading for Charlotte and Ken Markley’s house, where an informal, impromptu reunion of wild and crazy Hood College undergraduate women was about to be staged. “This bunch gets together. I quickly dip it inside my cunt and eat it in two bites. I can just barely taste my juices mingled in with the fruit in my mouth.I begin to trace my nipples with my wet fingers. I trace lighter and lighter on the pea sized little nubs.My tender breasts tingle in the autumn air, I feel goosebumps forming.I bend to take a sip of water and begin to finger the out side lips of my juicy cunt. They are wetting.Bent down to the table, I am surprised as a door slams loudly behind me and I wobble a.