My wife was now moaning and screaming and every so often cursing as these two guys fucked her hard.By now my cock was stiff as hell and out the corner...of my eye again Bridget stood next to me had her hand wedged deep between her tanned legs as other hand rubbed her hard nipples through her dress and I quickly began rubbing my cock through my trousers.After a few minutes they were all groaning and cursing and they're cocks were a blur pumping in and out of my wife and then the big guy pulled out. "No", I admitted. "I certainly can't say that I enjoyed it at the time and yet I did want it to happen and now I am so glad that it did.Most of the markings, that the lash had left on mybody, had more or less faded away after a week or two. Some of the bruising though, lasted longer and I was quite tender in places.Likewise, my emotional healing followed a similar path.A few weeks after my thrashing, I began to look at my experience in a slightly modified light. Whereas at first it had seemed. After some cursory introductions my girlfriend left me with Ada.After some small chat Ada told me about the agency she runs. “I place very attractive younger men in very well paying, short-term employment. And without exception they are all very talented.I had been ogling Ada’s body, fantasizing about her sexual preferences as she crossed and recrossed her legs and lusting after her ever since she arrived. Forty-ish, huge sex appeal and beautifully spoken.“Claudia told me you want to stretch. Ruth wrinkly, liver-spotted thighs shuddered a little. Julie's energetic and very girly tongue was causing grandma to feel some very special emotions.Julie's own tight and shapely ass moved with the motions of her head. She knew she had to be patient. She had no experience in anything like this, and it was highly unlikely granny did either. Julie knew she would just have to learn how to naturally express her emotions with her tongue. Every time granny's thighs or hips moved, she knew she was.