Her fingers slowly unbuttoned my blouse and soon the silky white garment was on the floor. My brassiere soon followed, along with my skirt. Standing i... just my knickers, I closed my eyes as her talented fingers slid past the elastic and along my damp curlies. My head was tossing to and fro in my exhaustion and fear. My legs parted, and I felt a fingernail scraping across my vulva. Scraping? No... That would have assumed some dryness on my part. And there was nothing dry down there. I blushed in. Was it his fault that he preferred anal sex to normal sex? Well yes it probably was but if she had just kept herself in shape then he wouldn't have to fuck her in the arse just too get some sort of sensation. But she claimed it was just too painful and had cut him off entirely.Bitch.He had always liked anal sex really. He loved the feeling of sliding into a tight arse. But he wasn't gay.Nope.No way.None of that faggoty stuff for him. Sure some of the boys in his gym classes had nice firm, tight. Joe assured Lisa that all she had to do was to relax, call the shots whenever she wanted to, that everyone was there to ensure she had a great memorable time. Lisa seemed a little bit nervous, but at the same time looked determined to have fun.The men of the team gathered around Lisa, lent her back and gathered her naked body up in their collective arms, easily holding her, they carried her helpless to the bedroom and laid her gently in the middle of the king sized bed. Lisa had led Dianne and. For years she felt her marriage was lacking something; not that she didn't love her husband or that he didn't love her, they both loved one another very much, but that article had her panties wet before she finished it.Yes, it was exactly what she needed; but who, and how; how could she get her loving husband to agree to something so contrary to his own personality?The who came to her like a flash of lightening when Carter became a new employee where she worked. He was tall, six-two at least,.