The thought of her having sex with someone I didn’t know was comforting. I wouldn’t have to face the embarrassment of hanging around guys who’d ...onsider themselves better than me because they fucked my wife. I don’t think I could handle the jokes behind my back either. When I got a phone call from her after she’d done it, I did everything I could to sound like I was okay as she described what had happened, as we’d agreed. In reality I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach. I’ve never. But I survived and actually had an anal orgasm, his cock was long enough to push against my 'G-Spot', in behind my pubic bone, pain and pleasure together indistinguishable on my facial expression, this is why double penetration can be more fulfilling than riding your man on top.Beau was my friend from way back when we were girls, she was of French heritage, thus dark and hairy with brown eyes, I was her polar opposite, blond and steely grey eyed and as girls on holiday down on the Med, we. They, the three of them, as a team, once made a concoction of boiled down and concentrated habanero chilli with white vinegar as a fixative, created up in the usually empty crater of the mountain, because the resulting gas expelled became instantly toxic. They created a liquid chemical self-defence weapon, of which Bob actually did supply a batch to Tilly early in her Uni career. Why? Why not, she was his defenceless little girl and away from home in a big, bad world, peopled with beings such. Renee walked right past without seeing him there, too busy yabbering on at me. She went into the laundry and rummaged through the wash basket. Then she turned in the doorway with a bra in her hand and stood facing me and Jordan with her tits bare while she was still going on about me not having put away the washing or some shit. Then she looked up and her eyes popped open. She had her hands behind her back, doing up her bra clasp. The little lacy trim thing was hanging down and her tits were.