I touch my pussy with my right hand, and i slowly rub it with my fingers. The man takes off his shirt and begins to unbotton his pants. I watch as his...jeans drop to the floor, and the huge naked mand is coming towards me as i am gently rubbing my pussy. The man lays on top of me and holds my hands above me so i can't move them. I feel as his dick slides into my pussy. I'm struggling, but he is too heavy and strong, that i can't move. the man starts fucking me hard with his dick and yelling at. She said I want to to pretend not to be here so when Fen walks in I want you sitting there wanking that cock of yours so she gets a shock, so Saturday comes my wife says go and get ready I want that monster cock rock hard, I hear the knock and watching the home movie we made started wanking I hear the door open Fen walks in Oh sorry she says didn't know you were here I'm sorry didn't know you were coming I went to put my cock away and Fen don't do that that thing makes me so wet I want to watch. We had just finished our breakfast and were reading the paper together.After a second, Janice recited her mantra:I want Paul to be more feminine. I get horny when he is more feminine. The more feminine he is, the more dominant I become.My god, I thought to myself, it worked! Janice paused for a second and closed her eyes."Janice?" I asked, gently."Paul!" she said, suddenly opening her eyes. "Sorry, I must have zoned out..." She shook her head to clear it. "So! Are you ready to head out?" Out?". Ten minutes after we managed to buffer thefirst spill, I resumed producing milk. Lots of it. I had to spendpractically all day padding my nipples dry with a cloth. I wasn't annoyedor anything. It was just inconvenient. A big part of me, however, wassavouring the moment, being a woman and a mother next to my man. For theoccasion, Mustapha was acting in a much less authoritarian way, helping mecope with the physical and psychological aspects of this change. In hiseyes, I could see Love with a.