." I finally said."So. So I know you saw those snaps. I'm really sorry," she said genuinely."Yeah. I think I would have preferred you not tell Mark ab...ut it. But it's okay." I know. I feel really bad." It's okay. Don't worry about it," I assured her. "What did he say?" I asked nervously."Um, honestly, he was surprised. He didn't expect that from you. Especially when I told him how you liked that I liked his size so much," she said."Yeah, that is really embarrassing. What else did he say?" Well. Bruce is now moving his hands to Pam’s breasts and pinches them. She is tracing her fingers along his torso and down to his cock, which is still slick with our love juices.“Oh yes, pinch harder.” Pam moans into Bruce’s mouth as they kiss.Taking both her hands, she slowly strokes her husband’s cock back to life while fondling his scrotum.“Ooh, that’s it honey.” Bruce moans into Pam’s mouth as their hands awaken their lust for one another.My fingers are squeezing the taught nipples protruding. Then John kissed me again. As we laid on the hay, John explained his fantasies, the first being he wanted me to fuck him, about 18 years ago when he was young and joined the Merchant Navy, one evening while he was on night duty with another older sailor, they entered into a masturbation session, but this became a little boring so the other sailor kissed John, and asked if John would allow himself to be fucked, John had never thought about having anal sex before, but something inside him made. ”“All right then, but it is all very plain and unexciting, not scandalous at all. We were just children who grew up together in a relatively small rural village in Kent, quite close to London. So close, that, as the factories for the Royal Ordnance at Woolwich grew, the houses for the workers spread out and our village was swallowed up by the larger town. This made the local children stick together more closely, I think. Mildred, Tom and me were always close, we went everywhere together, we did.