Bend over the arm of the sofa, Annie lie down with your legs over the arm either side of EmmaI needed the lube, Michael would you pass me the little b...ue bottle on the table pleaseMichael strode over to the table his cock straining at the denimHe brought it over to me, Michael could you lubricate my ‘cock’ with it please. Of course, he repliedHang onto it as I’ll probably need it againMichael returned to his ringside seatWith the girls in position I slipped the cock end into Emma’s arseI slowly. I sucked and nipped with my teeth. Gaynor gasped and moaned. “No, no,” she whispered, almost to herself. “This is my treat.” She sat upright, her fabulous tits wobbling and jutting. She dismounted me and stood between my dangling legs. She unzipped her skirt, let it fall and deftly kicked it to one side. With thumbs hooked in the waist of her white satin panties, she wriggled and drew them over her hips, slowly lowering them down her thighs until I could see the beginnings of her dark curly. . I don't know."He seemed to get angry with her. "Fuck that. You know what you want." His hand grasped her hair, pulling her head back. His cock was hard again, and he pushed it deep into her, splitting her open again, making her feel the violation. "You know exactly what you want; look at you, you're a fucking slut. You've been loving this, getting to be fucked and used like a whore, with no responsibility for it. Fucking behind your husband's back, doing it because you felt that you had no. .On the one hand, I had changed physically, albeit considerably. I had toadjust to a whole new center of balance. All my proportions had changedso much. I was shorter. My entire skeletal frame was smaller and therewas that utterly different distribution of flesh and weight. I knew Iwasn't as strong either, although it's not as though I felt physicallyweak, it's hard to explain. At first, all that felt as awkward as youwould imagine. But with each day I adjusted. I got used to that.