Tristan stopped at a fallen log and strained to roll it forward revealing a depression in the ground, he knelt down and swept the loose soil away to r...veal a tarp which he removed from the hole. He unrolled the tarp and commenced to get dressed.Tristan slipped on a spare loin cloth and a padded undershirt. He reached into his cache and removed a leather harness with adjustable straps and slipped it through his arms and attached the strap that went around his chest. He then put on grey cloth. I sit up, to finish rolling my panties back down my legs, as you step out of your pants. I take your hand and guide you down to the bed, positioning you to sit up, with your back up against the headboard, your legs slightly bent in front of you. I slide off the bed and stand at the base and remove the shirt I’m wearing. You take a long look at my large breasts. So smooth and white. Full and round. My pink nipples are erect and begging to be touched. Looking further down my hourglass frame, you. " With that, she started kissing Jenny's body, ever southward. Jenny's breasts were licked and sucked again. Jenny was writhing from the combined onslaught of John and Amy's attentions. Soon, Amy's kisses made their way down to Jenny's mound.As she moved her own body to be between Jenny's legs, Amy kissed all over and around the lush mound of hair. "John, if you want to know what cunt hair caught in your teeth feels like, you'd better do so soon!" She snickered.Amy kissed and licked her way. Why? As if I would give him any more encouragement! Bad enough as it is, or maybe, was. I'm not sure what's going to happen."I understand that being a wife entails some sacrifices. I have sex with him. Why it was just, what month is this? well, maybe not this year, but I'm sure it hasn't been more than 2 years. Three at the most. Is that any excuse for him rutting with her? For rolling on top of her and whooping and hollering like he was getting pleasure out of it? He never does with.