"Of course it is. So are you?" I asked."I picked up one of those 9mm derringers at the gun store in Dobson, when I bought the Glock." she explained. "... had to find it in all those boxes from County Seat. That's why I took yours last night. I was too pissed off last night to look for it. Anyway, I am packing," She explained."I am not going to ask you where it is in those tight jeans and even tighter top," I said with a laugh."It's in my clutch," she said showing me the tiny bag. It was like the. I left home, bought a flat with Dad’s secret help and lived, briefly, with a woman which was fine until I caught her in my bed with another woman. I had come home early from a course I had attended in London, hoping to surprise her and I certainly achieved that particular aim. I sneaked up to our bedroom and thought I could hear the TV. I was wrong. When I opened the door, there was Sylvie, her legs wide, her mane of golden hair spread across the pillows and a red head bobbing between her. The first waves of orgasm began to flow through her body and she worked and worked away, masturbating in front of 200 cheering men and loving every second of it. Her head was just rainbows and sparkle now. There were no thoughts, there were no worries, just pleasure and happiness. Suddenly the volume of the crowd went into overdrive as Kelly body began to buckle. Wave after wave of pleasure shot through her body as the orgasm hit, it was like nothing Kelly had ever experienced before. Her body. I continued to lick as Paul moved in. He put the tip of his cock right up touching my wife's pussy and told me to beg him to fuck my wife. I acted like I never heard him and was feeling pretty embarrassed and humiliated by this point and then Christina grabbed my balls and squeezed until I pulled my mouth away from my wife's ass and started pleading for him to please fuck my beautiful wife and make her cum and thanked him for saving up his seed to pump into my wife's womb. He plunged inside her.