. and clicked away. This turned my wife on more. "Boobs as well if you like" she sighed, tweaking a nipple. A phone hovered over the breasts. More sho...s taken. One phone was extremely close to her exposed pussy, the strangers fingers still holding open the swollen labia. She was enjoying the sensation and attention. My wife's open pussy was being photographed by a stranger. At this point the three lads didn't waste any time in pulling out their cocks and wanking themselves, whilst taking the. Small world, eh? Cheers!’ *** Monday morning followed a bland and excruciatingly repetitive routine that Mark Gordian had become grudgingly used to. Like so many of the annoyances in this marriage, he was used to it, even accepting of it, but not at all content with it. He always reminded himself of that, every morning as he came down the stairs and subjected himself to a rerun of the morning before. He wasn’t exactly conscious of the fact that he resented his life almost as much as he resented. I'm sorry that I cost you Jason. I'm sorry that you have to put up with me. I've done nothing but hurt others." That's not true," Monique said. "You haven't cost me Jason. He will return.And your actions saved me from the Fosters. When I see Jason again, I can offer him my virginity. Or really demand that he take it, as I should have at the prom."I gasped. "You didn't."Monique looked at me. "I didn't what? Want it? You know I did. I've lusted after Jason since we moved in here, and spending all. That was three months ago. Now she knew what she wanted. She hadn’t found a woman since her first and that was driving Stephanie crazy.It seemed like every time she looked at a woman now she could imagine them naked and in bed with her. The very thought made Stephanie’s juices start to flow. She wished that she had a girlfriend to care for and love. She felt empty without a woman in her life. She knew that she was almost going to lose control if she saw a sexy woman tonight. No matter how hard.