I disconnected after several minutes then asked Carol if she was ready to take Todd’s stiff penis inside her, and she softly whispered that she was....“It’s going to be lovely and warm in there Todd,” I said quietly. “But your cock is big and Carol might be tight so be gentle.” Carol opened her legs wide invitingly, and Todd positioned himself calmly and quietly. “Put it in me Todd,” she pleaded softly. “Stuff me with your gorgeous cockmeat.” My body was pressed against Todd’s, and I was looking. There really isn't any other way to put it. And the really strange part, the really, really strange part, is that I come from a straight-laced New England family and Otis is barely educated and was just a worker in one of my husband's warehouses.This is a strange tale, one that I find hard to believe even though I am living it. I first met Otis when he was working at our family's window manufacturing plant. He was a forklift operator and I'd just come by to pick my husband up to take him to the. She had what most guys would refer to as a “cheerleader or centerfold body”. After making sure he wasn’t in the apartment we moved into the living room where I had the albums waiting for her on the coffee table.At first we sat on the sofa and began picking thru the first album one page at a time. She would critique each picture telling me a story about each one. She would say, ‘He did this, he did that’ and how much fun they had or how much fun they didn’t have. Sometimes she got quite. "Your face!" she laughed."What do you mean?" Mark retorted vehemently."Puritanical shock," chuckled Serena, "coupled with 'phwoah!'" Serena!" Mark's thighs tightened involuntarily in outrage and his horse leapt forward which brought another scream of laughter from Serena.Mark reined in his horse. "Serena, you are a very, very wicked girl." Yes, Mark," said Serena demurely but her dancing eyes denied it."Look," said Mark severely. "I have seen Victoria three times recently and have hardly spoken.