She would insist there was only one man for each of us, and sex could not be considered apart from love. Imagine my amazement when she tol... me that she was 'seeing another man' Bernard and I had attended her wedding to Lawrence, and they seemed the perfect couple. When I expressed my amazement she said, "Oh I wouldn't think of leaving Larry! The thing with Malcolm isn't an affair! It's just sex! He's just a great shag! I have no interest in him otherwise! Ideally . Beth shrugged, smiling to herself, though the emotion she projected was one of sad regret. “I ran into some trouble in Cachtich. What can I say? I developed some bad habits.”“I have no idea where that’s at,” Hank complained, watching Beth as she licked her lips and suddenly realizing what she was staring at.“It’s not important,” Beth replied, leaning forward, a bit closer to that little tent in Hank’s robe that had been growing as he remembered Maggie’s lips and where they used to end up. CRACK!Sheila squirmed on the pillows and her cunt was soaking wet.CRACK!Her arse was on fire but she was loving it.CRACK!This was an erotic beating rather than a punishment one and it had now got husband and wife to the point of needing urgent sexual release.Jim threw the belt down and removed his trousers and pants and Sheila gave a little smile as she saw the rigid cock that was about to enter her. He got on the bed behind her and she raised her arse to meet him as he slid effortlessly into. He gave it one light tap. A second’s pause. The door opened. Auntie Julie stepped out, threw her arms round her father, kissing him hard. He pushed her against the banister, dragging the hem of her dress up. There was plenty of light spilling from the bathroom for Emma to notice that her aunt was not wearing knickers just as her father took his stiff shaft in one hand, stuffing it between the bare thighs. Emma didn’t get a proper look. It was covered by his hand. But it sank immediately between.