My cunt squeezed around her, drinking in the friction of her powerful strokes. She filled me again and again.She brought me closer and closer to that ...ard, powerful orgasm. It would have me gasping and moaning and crying out in rapture. I shuddered, my hips dancing from side to side. I gripped her futa-dick. I held her in my pussy's embrace. She buried deep into me. Hard.“Oh, my goddess, I'm going to cum in you, President McTaggart!” the futa plowing my cunt moaned.“Do it!” gasped my wife. Her. He asked if he could look with me. So we leaned against the wall and I continued to turn the pages. He was much younger than I, college age I would say, and very athletic looking. It felt strange to be standing so close to another male—our arms were rubbing as we shared the book—while I had a hard-on. Why did I feel that I needed to say, “I’m straight, but these are great photos”? He replied, “I’m straight too. It’s hot to see how other people do it, like lesbians. I love seeing girls on each. "Why? Why?" I shout."Because your body is ours and you are not using it properly", she replies"Your body? It is my body! You can force me to work for you but my body is mine. It's me!"I am pleading with her. Pleading for them to let me alone, to have some small thing for myself, but Neena is implacable. She just repeats their logic. I am trying to find a sentence to counter it but I cannot take hold of one, wherever I look in my mind, her voice comes to me: firm, reasonable, logical,. .but...Hot" He smiled again and said, "Your cock needs some attention doesn't it?" In my head I was thinking HELL YES, but I just said"Sure" and with that he knelt down and made me sit so he could suck me. It was then that I noticed an eyeball in the Gloryhole opening again. I whispered to Tom that someone else was in the other booth and he said, "What do you want me to do? Finish you, or do them?" I Said "let's see what They've got"! He said, "ok, go ahead"! I was like, WHAT, ME? He said, "Go.