I’m so sorry please forgive me?” I couldn’t speak, I was overwhelmed by the strength of my own feelings. My only response was to take his hand i... mine as I led him into my home. Neither of us spoke a word as we climbed the stairs to my bedroom, both appreciating the magnitude of what we were admitting. When we reached the bedroom we stood at the edge of my bed our hands still clasped, and I knew. I reached out to him tracing my fingers down his cheek and across his lips, I could feel my heart. His name was Joe and, on the outside, he was the guy's guy, beer drinking, telling jokes, life of the party who also had a sensitive, loving, caring side of him. We met at one of those get-together type socials and he was a couple of years older than me. We were instantly attracted to each other and after nine months things were getting really serious. He always fucked me pretty hard but nothing really rough like I grew to enjoy later on in life. I remember one night we were fucking doggy style. U can guess how the feel of fucking and be fucked…Then i disengaged and asked the same when i sat on Sofa, he impaled himself with back at me, askd Sima to ride him. Her man was getting addicted, so his fk and get fucked went on. I was about to cum, so changed again, Sima on doggy, he fucking on raised doggy and i am at end impaled. Fuck went again, he was in bliss bt cudnt hold long on fk wife ass when wife boss fk him ass. He came and his asshole quenched tight, once he end, Sima dent move, I. Fingers started exploring the many exposed areas of skin through the mesh-work, nipples were tweaked and stretched, then rolled between strong fingers and thumbs, to make me quiver with anticipation. Ticklish areas along my ribs were discovered and teased and the cheeks of my bum were stroked and pinched.Janet was pressed tight behind me, one arm around me holding a boob, the other caressing the cheeks of my bum. Alison was pressing against the front of me, a hand on one boob as she kissed me,.