I realized I didn’t need it. This much fluid would be enough to lubricate 1000 cunts I thought.“Touchdown” he said. As if to mock me as his rock...t entered my wife’s tunnel. She arched a little in pain (or was it pleasure). He pushed a little and to my surprise his pole sank deeper and deeper into her cunt with easy. Such was the level to which she was turned on.He began to pump into her cunt slowly. She was convulsing in delight, her toes curled, she was bucked in anticipation of her future. I had dreamed of having her and now here she was in front of me offering me her body to do what I wanted. I knelt down and touched her thigh, once again she jumped. Her breathing became labored. She looked up at me and told me that she was mine and that I could do anything that I wanted to her. I kissed her outer lips and teased the opening of her tight little twat with my finger; just lightly rimming around the outside of her tight little tunnel. I kissed and licked her for some time before I. They slowed down for a moment while Serge said something to the others, then they approached us."Hi Jacqueline, are you still wearing those woolly knickers?" Serge said, provoking laughter from the other two. I could have killed him for this stupid remark and decided to ignore him."As it happens, she isn't wearing any knickers at the moment. If you care to sit down over there, you can check it out."Charlotte had decided once again to humiliate me. The three boys walked to the place which. I would like to have thought she was impressed with my toned and sexy body, but her expression was not of admiration but horror. She could see my scars. They were impressive in a ghoulish sort of way, though they had become less vivid with the passing years."They don't hurt any more, Viv. I'm so used to Trish seeing them I quite forgot they might shock you. Sorry." I'm the one who's sorry, Allan. How could anyone be so vicious?" Easily, it seems," I replied with a smile. "I'll go and cover up..