Millie was becoming more and more depressed. She started joining all sorts of women's support groups. She was rarely around anymore to spend any one-o...-one time with Bill. Bill rarely spent any one on one time with her.At one of these group outings she met a very rich older gentleman. Before Bill knew it she was working for him, part time, hosting his parties and other gatherings. She was happier. But Bill felt her drawing slowly away from him. Oh it was gradual, but it was happening.One night. I eased out of bed and moved to the bathroom door. My cock stiffened at the sight of Carmella's delicious ass pressed against the steamy glass wall of the shower. I could see Carla's hands grasping it firmly. I knew from Carmella's ass action that Carla had to be on her knees between her legs, with her tongue stuck far up into Carmella's pussy. I was very hard and was tempted to join them for a little action myself but since they had not awakened me and asked me to join them I figured it was. "Do you want to leave?" No... I don't think so," she managed after a short pause. "I want to see it all and remember it for the rest of my life." You'll only hurt yourself," he murmured into her ear, a sly smile creasing his face.Blinded by tears, Lynn did not notice the strange expression. She watched in disbelief as her husband bucked over Kate Johnson's writhing body. How could he? she wondered. Her eyes were opened wide as she watched Mark's lurching cock slide slowly up and down in the. It was at least 6 inches in girth and didn't feel like it had swollen all the way yet. The horse began to buck when it felt its cock enter my pussy and I gritted my teeth for the pain I was sure would follow. To my surprise the stand was high enough that it prevented the horse from entering me more than 10 inches. The horse bucked with no real rhythm, but it was forceful and deep. I screamed with each thrust and felt it growing in girth. I looked down and saw it was now about 8 inches.