“Just keep you voices down and save your argument for home.” Was the sharp reply. “Well if you must know, it’s all about him.” She cried out... “We don’t want to know luv.”“I bet you do?” she replied.All the lads had now turned round. “Go on then, what’s so bloody important that we really want to know?” the woman paused and looked at her partner.“No, please don’t say anything.” He begged.“This is my husband, John. He’s pathetic.” The lads looked on at her verbal attack. “He’s gone and done it. I tried to cum in her ass, but I couldn't. That made me mad. Sara had made me cum against my will twice today, and now I'm fucking my wife in the ass in a back alley and I can't get a drop. Finally I give up, if we stay here to long we are bound to get caught. I pull out of her ass and put my cock away. I helped Jenny stand on her wobbly legs and pull her skirt down and get her composure. Then I turned to walk to the street. I hear quite laughter coming from further down the alley. There was a. "Also there is no need to apologise. In fact it is me that should apologise to you for acting like a little girl and running from things, but I did not want you to see me cry."By now I was totally bewildered."That apology is one of the three reasons why I am here." Amanda finished and looked at me expectantly.As I had no idea what she expected I remained numb and silent."Well! Do you accept my apology?" She asked with a nervous exasperation."Yes, of course, but of course there's nothing to. It was nice having the upper hand with her for a change. "Oh indeed. Your panties. I seem to remember I just might have a pair of your dainties. Now how do you suppose I got them? Do you remember the circumstances when you lost them?" Yes. Please give them to me."Good, she was beginning to beg. "Then I'm sure you also remember you could only have them back if you really needed them. Are you telling me you really need them?"She was getting agitated. The control was slipping badly. "Of course I.