And you enjoy it. You like being used. Her brain told her.She had enjoyed it, and she began to feel guilty about that. She felt like a terrible wife.T...en her brain said, It’s not your fault, he forced you? Besides, if Brian hadn’t left you alone it wouldn’t have happened.“I’m so confused” She said out loud, and she realized that she was still laying on the couch, her skirt pulled up and legs spread.She shakily got up and made her way to the bedroom. Brian was still asleep. She felt a pang of. Small and swaying, but she smelled of sex and desire from between her legs. He didn't have much time to ponder this unusual doe, the older buck could be here anytime. As he approached her she pulled herself onto a log, back end high in the air. Unusual indeed but she was presenting to him and he not miss the opportunity. Morgan pulled herself onto the log, bow nearly within her grasp when a sound made her look back. One of the largest bucks she had seen was behind her. Of course he would. Sinthia was a beautiful blonde with shapely breasts. She was not muscular, but in excellent physical shape. Her thighs and abs where lovely, and very feminine. She had a small waist and almost perfect curves. I removed the water hose. Water and semen spurted out from her ass, Sinthia would clench and wrestle slightly at the relief of so much pressure. I flicked Sinthia's tiny clit, she gasped, leaning up to look at me. She had beautiful blue eyes and kissable pink lips, which parted in her. ." That's up to Roger, of course," I say, "But let him try on the wedding gownfirst."Martha:"I hope you don't mind if I take some pictures," Stephanie says to Roger asshe leads him back to the room, dressed in the bridal gown, "This will begood publicity for my beauty salon, and I don't get to do too many bridalmakeup jobs."Posing for Stephanie, Roger looks as if he's floating on a cloud of whitesatin, chiffon and lace. Even with the full makeup, his face strangelydoesn't look much different.