There were no washing facilities, so we walked stinking of sex back down the hills in the morning, me and Gavin with our dirty cocks, and Tanya with h...r pussy oozing the cum of two men.After we were married, I was working in a local mill, and I got friendly with some of the electricians who were working there as long term contractors. They were both geordies (IE from Newcastle), and they lodged in a B&B locally, Monday to Thursday, then went home on a Friday. Anyway, being in our mid twenties,. The smell of fresh-cut grass, the sound of bat hitting ball, the taste of a hot dog, all these things mean summer to me. Oh, and the sight of those fit men in their tight baseball uniforms. I’ve always been a sucker for a baseball player. I don’t understand why. Maybe it’s all those things, maybe it’s the gloves they wear with those long fingers, maybe it’s the cups that make their organs seem so much more prodigious than mere mortal men. Something about them just gets me wet. So it was not. Be a good boy and you can fuck her tomorrow when she gets back, you understand me?” Tyrone demanded.My loving husband just nodded with his head.“You can come upstairs and watch, while I fuck her properly...”Victor followed us and sat down on a chair, in the corner of our bedroom. He held a video camera, provided by Tyrone. Victor filmed as Tyrone fucked me in the doggie position. He went too deep, so very deep, always finding my G-spot. I came in less than two minutes, screaming and shouting. After Cathy, I was more determined than ever to talk to Missy. I just had no idea how to make that happen. Lost in thought, I didn't notice a driver blow through a stop sign. He nearly ran me over. I shook my head, and checked both directions before continuing on. I sure as heck didn't need to end up in the hospital again.And just like that, I suddenly knew how I could have that talk with Missy. It was Wednesday. I knew where Missy would be for the rest of the afternoon. And I was pretty sure.