She had maintained absolutely no hair on her mound, and it was glittering white due to her juices and her fair complexion.I folded her legs upwards an... widened it. I began separating her inner pink pussy lips now as I touched her inner walls and her clit. She jumped up in excitement. I began playing with her pussy, now fingering her slowly. She began releasing more and more juices and a more pungent smell now.I tasted a bit of them. Now she began pressing my cock from above my pants. I. She had managed to stuff the sheets into her mouth, but with each rapid stroke, a yelp and sob was still audible. When he finally finished, she was at the end of her wits. He grabbed her again by the arm, and lifted her of the bed. She fell to his feed, as he stood her up, and begged him for mercy. He looked at her with no pity in his eyes, and soon tiring of the drama, he simply picked her up, and dragged her downstairs. She tried her best to keep up, but he was to fast, she she was pulled. When Peter came on I told him, make sure my husband has an extra few pints, I'll make him a big dinner, that should put him napping for an hour or two, I want your fucking cock, and I need him asleep, the reply I got was, consider it done you fucking horny bitch, I didn't wait around, I got straight on with the dinner, a glass of wine didn't go astray either, I didn't go to too much bother dressing up for it, so I just wore a skirt, bra, ant top, no panties of course, I wanted to be able to get. Now it was Paul who was putting it to her regularly while I stood on the sidelines.Finally the day I had been expecting arrived. Another "keeping in touch" weekend was upon us, and as I hung in my bedroom that Friday, hoping against hope that Amanda might arrive home early like she used to, I was surprised by the sound of a car door slamming outside. My curiosity aroused, I got up and looked out my bedroom window and saw my sister's little red Honda parked in the driveway."Well, Well... ," I.