We lay there a while catching our breath, I looked at Ted WOW that was Great Yes he relied you're a lot of Fun Trish! Oh God I didn't know how much I ...eeded that! I want more Ted just said OK, I can do that, I jumped up onto my hands and knees looked at him and said I want it Doggy and I want it HARD Fuck me as Hard as you want and can! Didn't have to ask twice he positioned behind me guided his Cock back into my Cunt I was feeling like a Nasty Slut at this point, I didn't give a Shit I had. This attempt of writing stories and I have thought for a long consider to write then dropped and continued the same and finally now I decided to write, because.I feel in the same line that happiness is doubled when it is shared of course; sex is also joyful fun, when shared. I mean if it is only one partner of the two enjoys not minding about the other, and then there is no sex. Its only fuck and just as like as one drinks water from tap to quench his thrust. Guys, we men are always special. We. Marg laughed and said, “Come here, big boy. I have something for you.”She did and I enjoyed it.We flew out just before midday that day and landed at Perth airport around five o’clock. Julie met us as we walked out of the plane. She kissed us both and then said, “Let’s get out of here. I’m horny as hell and need both of you tonight. You’ll stay, won’t you Marg.”“I wouldn’t miss it for the world. Goyse told me that you have a big tongue and you love the taste of pussy.”Hhhmmm, did Goyse tell you. There was no warning. His hand cracked into her arse, the right cheek. A little squeak slipped out of her lips. Another on her left, followed by more. Smack smack smack, relentless and evenly paced, like he was in no rush. Could the new girl hear it? Would she dare say anything? It sounded so loud inside the office. The smacks continued. She tried to count, wondered if he had a number in mind—84?—but it was too intense and she lost the count. Smack smack smack. She’d always admired his hands,.