Nope He works in a different building so no awkward run ins today for me.’ She headed down stairs and to grab the rest of her things for work. Sammi...handed her the coffee and breakfast she had promised, ‘Oh pity, I bet sex in his office would be great.’ She winked at her as Jasmine blushed a deep shade of pink again. She had already imagined that scenario but wasn’t going to admit it to Sammi. ‘Bye Sammi, talk later ok.’ She gave her friend a hug and laughed at the look of disappointment on. It felt huge.Then slowly, it started to shove her sopping lips aside and enter her. She cried out, in fear this time, and felt as if she was being split in two.The pressure continued, and the meaty pole pushed the walls of her vagina wide, painfully, forcefully, irresistibly. It hurt, and stretched her in a way she had never been stretched before.Then, suddenly, her vagina opened, and she found herself welcoming this enormous thing into her, into the most private part of her body. She gave a. We just pretended she was there and my wife had to play the passive role, describing how good her tits felt, and begging to eat her pussy. It was pretty hot for me to listen to my normally shy, demure wife get into the lesbian thing, and I thought she kind of enjoyed it. Later though, she said she felt degraded. Occasionally I’d encourage her to be in control, and she would half-heartedly spank me or put me in lingerie, but with little enthusiasm. Until last week. It seems she found the F/W. Patmanaged to beat them off, but with a dress in tatters and many small cuts andspit all over. All the while, they had taunted Pat with accusations of 'faggot'and other less complimentary names.Afterwards, I managed to stop the bleeding and clean Pat up a little. When I wasabout to call the police, Pat refused because of the possible bad publicity andadverse family reaction.Intrigued, I continued to check up on Pat. I could tell that the attack wasbothersome, but Pat refused to talk about it..