"What's this all about anyway," Dylan moaned. "I've not done anything to upset you." That remains to be seen," Mike responded. "First question. When y...u wanted the bridging loan, were you shagging my wife?"Dylan looked startled, thought for a moment and nodded. "Yes, but I wasn't the only one." Good answer. You've got the hang of it already. Give me the names of some of the others."Again he hesitated, "Bob French, of course, but you know that, 'cos he's shacked up with Cheryl now." Go on.". I very soon came to the conclusion that she was not only actively avoiding me, but trying to keep Bill out of my company as well. But I supposed, that that was pretty standard procedure when a couple get engaged. Stephanie wanted Bill to herself, not gallivanting around with all his old boozy mates, it was only natural really. Almost all of the rest of our old gang appeared to love Stephanie, not that I could blame the guys. The one exception and — I had it figured for a long time — my only. " Murond pushed his finger into my anus. This was a sensation I had only felt alone, defecating. It was a complete invasion to be forced to feel this in front of complete strangers. "Oooh, too tight. We'll need to work on this." His thumb wormed into my vagina. He was holding me like a six-pack while he leaned over and began sucking my nipple. My vagina throbbed and engorged and pulsed. The worst rape of it was that my body responded. I hated it, despised it and needed it to. I was very excited and somewhat nervous. I haven't been with a man in quite some time and not to mention, on a date for years. On the drive home, I decided that I should probably masturbate before the date. Insuring that would relieve some tension. With that thought, I stopped for a large drink to start filling my bladder. I love making myself desperate. The sensations it sends through my body are erotic and I become very aroused very quickly. While standing in line, waiting to pay for my.