The men in the "granby Head" soon learnt she was available for sex and a couple of times she was taken into the pool room and shagged whilst bent forw...rd over the table.A few times, when the landlord of the "Granby Head" had a lock in, he would keep my wife there so he and the other men could have sex with her. Those were the times when she didn't get home before I finished work.She also went to other pub's but wasn't as well known there so didn't get propositioned nearly as often.But, one time. I think the humans have too many words, words for things that do not need words. They seem to make much of counting. In the now it is needed to know one, or two, or three, or perhaps a little more, but the humans name numbers that are beyond counting. Maggie shows ten fingers, ten toes, so perhaps that is why humans name this number if it is the same for all of them, but what is the meaning of more? Many is many, what need is there to know further than that?When I ask Maggie of this she speaks. She thrust her ass in the air and wrapped her arms around a pillow, burying her face into it."Come on, big boy ... Come please your woman." Her ass wiggled saucily as she said this.Meric got onto his knees behind her, grabbed her hips and, without seeming to aim, thrust himself balls deep into her already wet pussy. By the Gods! he thought, as he sank into her slick, silky canal, I love my ever-horny wife.Holding her hips, he started to rock, sliding his cock back and forth. He noticed her arms. Harriet found Mac to be a very sexy and beautiful woman, but Harriet tended to be almost exclusively heterosexual, so she didn’t feel the arousal was bisexual at all. It was the knowledge that Mac had enjoyed a torrid sexual encounter with Admiral Chegwidden and Harriet found her own sexual desires and fantasies about “doing the Admiral” coming to the very front of her thoughts and desires.Harriet kept pressing Mac for details on what had occurred and before Harriet finally walked out of Mac’s.