This wasn't an invitation for that. She knew that he enjoyed getting personal with her sex. He would smell her, grazing her clit with his nose. Then h... would taste her juices and probe her with his tongue. He was getting nearer; she could feel his breath. She reached down with a hand and spread her lips into a little bud, a little flower all wet with her juices.It felt cold as it entered her, sending shivers through her. And again. Three more. She opened her eyes as he raised his index finger,. He visited her every couple of nights for several weeks. He loved to see the love (fear from her point of view) in her eyes when he turned up. He loved reminding her that she was his and what would happen if she rejected him again.One night when he had turned up, she pointed a small handgun at him and told him to get the fuck out. She had him hard in an instant. He tried to cajole her into giving him the weapon. He didn’t really like guns, even if he liked the other games. Joy had fought him. You're brave to be here and to give your wife over to large dick. We're impressed. I couldn't do that. Could you, Mel?" Fuck no." Mel said, "No way would I give over my gorgeous wife, someone as fine and beautiful as Jen, to get her pussy all stretched out and re-sized by a couple of cocky sons-of-bitches like us! This is one brave little-peckered dude!" Mel and Rob high-fived each other as they laughed."Lucky for us!" Rob said."Rob," Mel said, "You know, Jen is nice-looking and all-and she. It certainly pays to mind one's own business sometimes." Then with her eyes wide she repeated, "Any next of kin? No?"Then she shrugged and said, "Okay, Duke. Now will you get this ... thing ... out of the lobby before he really stinks up the place? He's obviously fouled his pants already."Just then Duchess paced over to Duke and snarled, then let out a low growl. With the greatest reluctance, Duke got off the man and slunk after Duchess with his tail dragging."Well I'll be damned!" Ann.