She would always have a reason for me to come over . She couldn't get her mower to crank, sink stopped up, she'd come up with something. Sometimes my...wife would go over with me but sometimes she wouldn't. Christy would usually meet me at the back door all she was wanting was to give me a blowjob. It took a while before she'd let me have pussy again. One night her husband Alex was home we all got together for some drinking and card playing. After a couple hours of drinking it was getting. She loved the way he gave her choices, then pressed her against the wall, tongue in her mouth, hand on her inner thigh, to tell her his desire. She took both bags into the master bedroom, said 'carry me downstairs and undress me!'Peter needed no second bidding. Miss Jones was soon in just lingerie, stockings and shoes and a head was between her legs kissing her soft inner thighs. Then he was kissing her belly, then her arms, then her face. Everywhere but her tits and pussy. Miss Jones was hot. In fact, I was finding the ‘cocktail’ very arousing.As the stream ended and Tully’s grip on my head intensified, I knew that a skull-fucking was about to commence. Again, it took me a short while to adjust to his machinations as I gagged and spluttered, but shortly, we got into a steady rhythm as my throat finally capitulated.The more I relaxed the better my face-fucking became, and I was ecstatic that I was finally giving my first decent blowjob. More delight followed a few minutes later when. —– Sally: When I awoke I could see and hear but I couldn’t move and I couldn’t speak. Charley came often and so did a lot of doctors and nurses. I heard them discussing my case and it didn’t look good for me but no-one said anything to Charley about the baby. I was pretty sure that it was still there and pretty soon everyone could see that I was pregnant. There was nothing that could be done about my fate but I didn’t want Charley to remember me as a cheating bitch who got knocked up by a.