Benopened her cunt wider with one brown finger, and hisface was flat between her thighs until he was nigh toeating her.Petra was screaming and I knew ...he was having a sort ofminor orgasm, then seconds later, when he stood back,his mouth and face was wet with her juices. That’s whenhe fucked her. He got onto the bed and between her legs.He had that mighty brown shaft in one fist and he movedit to her twat. I saw the knob slide in and I heard itsquelch. Petra’s eyes opened and shut. The room was very basic, almost cold like and functional, as we walked in, the bed was big enough, queen size, and I caught him looking at me as I eyed the bed, then threw my coat onto it. My husband fumbled away with the camera, and when he placed a couple of the video tape blanks on the desktop, I remarked laughingly, to break the ice, that there was only four hours fucking on them. I went across to him and started to kiss him, happy to find that he was responsive and quite a good kisser.. He turned her around and pulled her swimsuit down. She stepped out of it and it floated to the surface as he gently bent her over and she grabbed the edge of the pool. He bent his knees a little and guided his cock back into her pussy. With his hands on her hips he began to puller her back onto his dick. It didn’t take long before he was pounding into her at a pretty good pace. She leaned her head back and used the pool edge to help her push back into him. He took one hand off her hips and took. I drove to an out-of-town superstore which had nice clean toilets, or atleast I knew the Gents were, and it would still be open this evening. I feltterribly self-conscious walking through the crowded entrance, telling myselfthat I was an ordinary woman and no one would take any notice. They didn't,but I almost panicked as I opened the door into the Ladies, thinking that ifI was hallucinating, everyone else would see my old male body, but no oneinside, where there was a short queue for the.