He would fuck me from behind and push his thumb into my ass telling me how I was his little fuck toy and that I was only good for fucking. He would po...nd me with his rock hard cock and say hed like to share me with his friends, maybe tie me to the toilet in a pub and let everyone take turns on me and because i was a filthy little slut I would enjoy it and beg for more. All this filthy talk and his dirty fantasies just got me wetter, hornier and made me come until I thought I might pass out.. At the end of the meeting one of the two women in the group caught up with me on my way back to the office, “Hey Roger, remember me telling you we wanted to buy a new car?”I stopped and looked at Yvette, “Yeah, you couldn’t decide on a BMW or a Lexus. Did you make up your mind yet?”“Not yet, Lane wants the Beemer, I’m still leaning toward the Jap car.”Yvette and Anita had known each other since grade school, she and her husband Lane lived close to us and over the years we all became best. Wenn ein Mann seine Frau liebt, dann würde ich nicht glauben, dass er sie jemals mit einem anderen teilen möchte."John legte seine Gabel hin: "Versteh mich, Lois, es ist nicht so, dass ich dich nicht liebe. Tatsächlich glaube ich, dass unsere Liebe so stark ist, dass sie weit mehr als der Geschlechtsverkehr ist, den wir haben ist, und deshalb auch von niemandem bedroht werden kann. Wenn ich irgendwelche Zweifel hätte, wäre ich eifersüchtig und beschützerisch. Es wäre für mich einfach. "And oh boy, he did fuck me hard. He drove that big cock into me sohard that I thought I'd be forced into the bed, but his strong armsheld me still. His hands were clamped on my waist and I couldn't goanywhere, he was pistoning inside me and all I could do was take it.I was moaning, crying out with pleasure, taking him in me. I couldfeel the shaft slide in and out, I could feel the head as hewithdrew, being held in by my ring piece, I could feel my ringencircle his cock, not letting it go.