Now, the Chinese I can reproduce, because Yvonne remembered it, but the rest? Anyway, the sounds we couldn't make out, though they sounded sort of swe...t and happy, she stopped making those and began again in English. I suppose, though I can't prove it, that she was saying in English what she'd been saying in whatever language she'd been using before. Saint Paul wrote about 'tongues of men and of angels' and I believe that was what we were listening to. In English, she was sort of singing praise. She pulled away for a brief second, after it had stopped emerging any further, and saw to her astonishment that it had to be ten inches in length, without the knot at its base looked to be another two inches. It was veiny red, thick, and absolutely the most gorgeous thing her eyes had ever seen. She lowered her mouth back to it, and sucked for another few moments until her lust was uncontrollable, and she knew she could no longer resist having her stud mount her.Kate positioned herself on all. Then the door opened and she had an idea that soon her mouth would also be busy. If you like sex, days don't get much better than this.She felt the trickle of lubrication run from her ass crack and onto the shaft that was fucking her pussy. The lubed head of the man behind her was pushing against her puckered butt hole. The sensation of two cocks inside her, one rushing in, the other pulling outward, rubbing against each other with only a thin membrane between them was an awesome erotic rush of. These are people who might do what others would not or not do what others might rush into. There were no real people harmed in the writing of this story and it is not a collection of my experiences in any way except in understanding the emotions involved. I am going to leave anonymous commenting open for now but will probably delete those comments that are not constructive and adding to any fruitful discussion. This could have gone into ‘Loving Wives’ but I think it fits much better into the.