"What do you want, Stan? Front door or back?" Karl obviously couldn't make up his mind.Stan's cock was paining him. The way it throbbed, he might blow...its wad at any instant. He was eager to get it into hot female flesh where he could regain the feelings lost to him in the past year of marriage."Been thinking about buggering you, Veronica. What about it? You want my cock cornholing you?"Veronica looked down and saw Stan's cock pulsating with lust for her. She nodded. She imagined how great his. He began to lick at her; long steady strokes of his tongue from clit to rosebud in slow sensuous passes. I asked how many times she had had the dog use her, and she said “it was a common occurrence my lord”, so I asked if he had her analy to which she answered with a trembling lip that they had never had tried that. Jack without comment continued lubricating up to the puckered brown rosebud then lifted Richard onto the rug where he began licking the area of her now wet sex. I stood to watch,. Meeting over, everybody suddenly anxious to be gone. Vera was making sure that the Sunday lunch and afternoon visits were organised. Glad not to have to try any more. Shaking hands, being kissed, suddenly felt very flat. Just R and me in the lodge.I suddenly realised that my day was just starting - not finishing. Collected my things from the library and walked back to R's holding hands. Sun shining on us - lunched on last night's leftovers on the lawn, laying on the grass. Slept - full of food. You hold your breath and wait for the touch to the VERY SENSITIVE spot but it doesn't come. "Not yet." The finger returns, this time searching for some moisture, finding it at the opening and spreading it forward, separating the inner lips as it goes. Then back for more depositing between the inner and outer lips. Now everything is free, and the quiet returns. Then, suddenly there's a surprising sting, a light slap an unknown "something" between your legs and then it's gone. You wait for.