Jason got on top, and she wrapped her arms round his neck and her legs round his back."I know it's too late for you Brian, she said to me, "but watch ...nd learn how a women needs to be fucked" With that Jason rammed his cock into my wife with one thrust."Oh Jason" she cried out "That feels so fucking good, you donkey cocked black bastard! You show him how it's done while I show him what he is going to be missing in the future"All the time Jason was pounding into her, Jane kept eye contact with. * Once they were back out in the limo and heading towards Patricks place Camille fell silent again and he took to alternately looking out the window and looking her over head to toe, becoming more and more intrigued with her audacity at setting up such an arrangement. It was not often that he was pursued by women, preferring to be the aggressor himself, and usually beating them to the punch. When the limo pulled up to the VIP entrance at the side of Patrick’s club Camille started to get ready. We genuinely seemed to enjoy on another's company and had what I thought was a great sex life. Occasionally Marci would go for a girl's night out with some of her girlfriends and in turn occasionally I would go play poker or out for beers with the guys.We decided early on that we really didn't want the responsibility of c***dren in our lives, especially while we were young and reasoned that we could always adopt if we changed our minds so I had a vasectomy which kept Marci off the pill.One day. “I was born about ten miles from this flat, I was brought up here and went to University here. I even did my accountancy training in Manchester. Vicky and I started our business here because she too had been to university here and we both felt at home here even though she was brought up in London.“So you see, I’m a local boy through and through, and I love this part of the world. People here are friendly, they greet you in the street, they strike up a conversation on the bus or train. All my.