His hips moved delicately, to keep the pair connected. In no time, his hips had caught momentum and he began to slam home. Nicki moaned with pleasure,...dirty words of encouragement escaping to aid the young man hammering into her. His speed continued until his hips moved in a blur. The smacking of flesh on flesh and the groans of pleasure he was helping to create, caused Jacob to feel the growing itch deep down.“Faster, faster, don’t stop,” Nicki encouraged, squealing with delight.Jacob’s loins. Jackie cried uncontrollably"I do not believe you! Where is Bob? I need him." Jackie sobbed.Just as the police were leaving Ken was walking up the path "What you lot after then you should look nearer to your own kind"Larry quickly shut him up "Bob is dead Ken, go in, and look after Jackie I have to talk to the police" Fucking hell was the response he got.Larry hurried towards the police and asked, "How did Bob die?" We don't think his girl friend could handle knowing the way he was murdered, we. While Paul had sex with Allan, Allan would be servicing me. The first time that that happened was an incredibly erotic experience and one which we were to repeat countless times, with numerous permutations! Paul has now taken to sleeping in the spare room and our sex life is non existent. I need sex, regularly. Two months without is far too long. I need a man! Better still, two men!Last week I received a nasty little letter from Allan’s wife. Apparently she’d arrived home early and. Now my hot bottom faces the crowd. I wonder if it is simply red or if it is bleeding. Someone turns my head to the right and pushes back my veil.Before me is a semi-erect cock. It sticks out from the fly of a pair of white pants. I look up, and see my husband's face leering down at me. "Suck me bitch" he commands. He takes his cock and guides it into my waiting mouth. With my mouth bound open, I cannot really suck him. I feel his cock glide through the O-ring into my mouth and over my tongue..