I kept on crying though for ages. My bottom was stinging like never before. I just lay across Sharon’s lap and cried. Sharon rubbed my bottom which ...lways soothed me, but there was no rubbing between my legs and her hand never made it anywhere close to my pussy. After what must have been a long time I stopped sobbing. Sharon asked me, “What’s her name, Ruth ?” “Marion,” I answered. “What will you call her in future?” “Marion,” I repeated. “Yes you will,” Sharon said firmly, emphasising the. I had used those pictures to jack off for a long time but had stashed them away in a box after I had gotten some of my own pictures of Michelle.Those pictures came flashing back to me as she stood there talking to us. I couldn’t help but image her standing there naked and finally had to excuse myself to go visit with some other friends. I kept watching the two of them sitting at a table talking and laughing all afternoon. I couldn’t image what they had to talk about after all, we had only been. She walked me over to the wide bed and put her body on mine. We were kissing passionately as our tits and pussies ground together like anything. Our cunts started to grind like anything and I suddenly grabbed her butt to increase the pressure on my pussy.He could not stay away from the action as well. Jacob pulled her hair like a bitch that she was and jerked it into my wet cunt’s entrance. I was in heaven! He was drilling her from behind in doggy style while I was getting the best oral sex of. . he was to come one afternoon. And she had just been in the bath and was going there in just robes… she only had little panties onWhen he came and we got a cup of The and talked a little about coming and then he set up his massage table inside a room.Then he said be good, then I'm ready, He was wearing white clothes as we know it in movies. My wife looked at me and I said good pleasure ... and then she went in ... he didn't close the door ...I could hear he begged her to put her morning coat.