Even my kid sister Paula was a Doris supporter. My brother was too young to have an opinion. My family was not quite as well off as Doris' family. Dad... David Sr., runs the family equipment rental business with my uncle John. My uncle is the older brother by ten years and a bit of a tight wad. The business does well under his strict management, but it is my Dad's outgoing personality and his ability to make friends and work with anyone including people he hates that has truly built the business.. Everything else was a tornado of action, whipping her cunt up and down on my cock. She started screaming as she hit the big one, but she didn’t stop moving. My thumb wouldn’t let her. I kept up a constant circling motion right on her sensitive nubbin. Her wild actions increased, if anything, and she went over the top again, this time fainting dead away with a sharp piercing scream. Her body refused to obey her mind, however, and her cunt muscles kept a firm, almost painful grip on my cock.. ..fill my pussy...i need your cum inside me", And just as she asked for it Hank emptied his huge balls into my wife's used pussy. Bonnie described it as a water hose being bound-up and then all at once released inside her. Bonnie got up onto just her knees, she turned back towards Hank and embraced him. Hanks hands grabbed Bonnie's tits and pulled her in tight. They kissed each other deeply for several seconds. Bonnie later told me that a part of her fell in love with Hank at that moment. No. Until I met Master Chuck, no one had ever thought to ask me about my past and how I came to be what I am today. I plan on explaining why I chose to share my story another time. It has dredged up all sorts of feelings- good, and bad. I will tell you, dear reader, that explaining this has also caused me to be very horny in a very different manner.Some of you have read just part one and contacted me about it. I posted part two.Yes, I am very real. The events were very real. The people I mentioned.