My heart pounding out of my chest started throbbing down and up my spine to my dizzy airhead. Knitting my eyes shut and clenching my teeth and strokin... my clit with one hand while opening my pink pussy with the other, and twisting and pumping and thrusting on the rubber dildo with rivers of tears running down my flushing-blushing face, I was agonizingly able to stick about three or four inches of it up my cum canal while moaning and gulping and sobbing and panting like a fish out of water. With. I watched as she slowly removed the panties, and still holding them moved towards the bed.Then my gorgeous wife slipped into the bed next to me and I opened my arms to hold her. She felt warm as I stroked my hands all over her smooth body. As I caressed her firm buttocks she asked my if I'd been in long. "Oh not that long" I replied, "the trains were a mess," Both statements were correct even if they didn't tell the whole truth. "How was the party" I asked "any new faces?" "The party was great". Luckily for Paul she was leaning down to retrieve a bottle of something or other on the opposite side of the bar and Paul had a nice view of her shapely legs as her short skirt rode up at the back. Paul was away on business in Manchester. But he and his wife, Donna, had fallen out just prior to him leaving home. The argument, as always, was over money, or the lack of it! Well tuff shit, Paul thought to himself, I’m going to enjoy my evening out. He finished his beer and smiled as the barmaid. His broad shoulders and slim waist gave him a masculine and powerful bearing. She watched as his smile slowly faded; his lips no longer curled at the edge but instead reminded her of something dark and animalistic. A rampant lust and hunger for her body exuded from his stance, it made her heart skip a beat as the exposing of her swelling breasts to his gaze puckered her nipples. Her trembling legs left the ground as he strode over to her and swept her off the floor. In a scramble for support.