He began talking to my wife as she dropped to her knees and sucked his cock. He started asking her if she had missed his cock and she moaned a "yes". ...ach time he asked her a question he'd look over at me and smirk. Prick!"I like your big cock" she said as she licked around his balls, cue more smirking. "Is my cock bigger than his?" He asked nodding in my direction."Yes" Who's do you prefer?" Yours, I prefer your big cock". He kept looking and grinning at me, I knew he would be telling all his. .. really hot, in my mind at least.. then what about heroine, super girl, no no no spider woman... really hot, or school girl with a tiny skirt, it's amazing all you can find on thecostumeshop my imagination was playing me games, too much choices and I kept looking until...scrolling over i found it, all the pieces came to my mind, the puzzle was completed, it was hot, naughty, colorful, full of many of the things that define us, I thought could suit her pale skin very well, her angel face, her. I felt something cool in my crack which was some lube. I knew at that moment I was about to get fucked and it was too late to back out. My own cock was harder than it has even been just thinking about what was about to happen. After rubbing his cock head in my crack a couple times he told me to get ready that my ass now was his. (in my email he ask how I liked it, I had told him I had no idea because I had never been fucked before, and to treat me like some slut he had picked up just to. Wendy lusted for more although she was too exhausted to satisfy herself again. That was it, her mind was made up Wendy was going to take that trip, that was the only sure way to get the satisfaction she craved.The weekend was almost upon her and Wendy had arranged to get a taxi to the bus depot. It was a pleasant day and while she hadn’t traveled by coach for some time the journey had been re-laxing and Wendy had arrived in the early afternoon quietly ex-cited about the time she was going to.