. I was more turned on watching the bloke fucking the chicken than I was being fucked by my husband ... And when the women got fucked by the dogs ... ...loody hell ... I was done. I’ve thought about it ever since. That’s like 25 years of thinking about it...”“Did you ever tell anybody else about your fantasy?” Asks Charley.“I told my second husband about it ... I think that’s probably why he’s not my husband anymore!” She chuckles, sips her tea. “He couldn’t handle the thought that everytime we. We want to enjoy sex with you and we would love to have sex with any of your women who may love other women.”“You were on the verge of being raped, and you came close to being sex-slaves - and now you want to have sex with me, and learn all about the crazy shit my women love to do with me when we fuck?”“YES. That’s exactly what we want. We have always wanted that, just not with our sicko-dad or suck-ass, Uncle Dan.”Jan asked, “Hawley, if we let you put your name on our pussies, will you let us. She enjoyed the feeling of him manipulating her cunt, but she nearly exploded with surprise when she felt Doug stroke her G-spot. She came with a louder moan than she had uttered when she came the first time, but Mist was definitely not yet a screamer.Doug left his fingers in place while he let Mist subside from her come. His hand was unmoving, but he did continue to kiss, and when she was ready, he kissed his way farther down until he reached her clit with his lips. Her eyes opened wide as she. Glynnis and Jamie waited patiently as the twin turboprop aircraft taxied slowly to the airport gate. It would be a short walk from the aircraft into the terminal and across to the baggage arrival area. It was an open area, and Glynnis could follow Cam's path from the steps of the plane all the way into her arms."There he is, Mom," Jamie exclaimed, pointing at the figure of Cam as he stepped out of the aircraft.Glynnis had a difficult time seeing him clearly as tears clouded her vision. Her man.