A little later. Contemplating. “We could get our own toys.” “I’ve already got some.” “Ya know – if she really did suck it, she real...y was the dog’s bitch!” Mary laughed. “I don’t need some dog-fucking bitch in my life.” ”She didn’t fuck it. She sucked it.” “Okay, she sucked it. But she said she was used to fucking dogs, too. Well, like I said, I prefer my dicks on men. Nothing like a rock-hard stiffy in your mouth, right?” “A MAN’s cock, right.” “Kelly – I just thought…when she leaned. She would have preferred the old skirts in summer – even in England – but trousers were much more practical. Her light brown hair was pinned up and collected under her policewoman’s bowler hat. The uniform was not intended to show off a policewoman’s figure, and indeed it succeeded in that, but the boys imagined what she would look like naked. Soon, they hoped they would see. They hid their erections under their baggy trousers, hoping that the rest of their plan would come off. Teenagers, true;. It was like changing a blender speed from stir to blend. I felt her hips take off like a jackhammer. I had a hard time keeping my finger inserted, and my lips safe from her sharp teeth."I'm coming," she warned me."Me, too," I said, removing my finger, and holding her until we wound down."I'm such a slut," she said, getting up and putting the robe around her shoulders."No, you're not," I said, taking her into my arms."It's your fault. It's never happened before. I get this way when I think of. We have been married for 3 years with no k**s. Secure in our jobs and us. We are looking for adventure and relaxation. The drinks started to do their job and we were all feeling a bit loose. I asked Kristina about her looking at Jean that afternoon. She told us she is interested in men, but sometimes has fantasies about women. Jean's curiosity was peeked. Plus she thought Jean has a beautiful body. The sexual tension was very thick. Jean and I looked at each other. Jean and I had fantasized.