Next second, her left hand went under her petticoat and covered the top of my hand resting on her pussy and slightly adjusted it. My thumb was now res...ing on the upper folds of her vagina and my fingers near her moist slit that was the entrance to her virgin treasures. Her own fingers were slim and long and they pushed my shaking fingers to her wet slit. I was literally floating in high skies. She had now joined me in this erotic adventure and was my willing partner. I looked at her pimply face. For some reason that hethought sensible at the time, he allowed one of the girls, Jemima, tomake him up as a woman. In the end she did a really convincing job ofit. The two of them went back into the main room, where the other guywas, still drinking and listening to the music. Jemima pushed Phillip,now known as Erica, onto the sofa and watched as the man started toflirt with Erica. Again Erica can never quite recall the actual sequenceof events, nor the name of the guy, but she did know that. Looking deep into Neil’s eyes as he sat sprawled helplessly in his chair. There’s were not the only cries, though. Claire’s cries also filled the room from a string of orgasms. She had played no active part in the silent, psychological, battle that goes on between the lover and the cuckold. Like most other wives, she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure that her lover was giving her while her husband looked on. For a short while the room fell back into silence, except for the sound. I’ll grip your hips as I fill you up with my funk, Your hole will remain open after I pull out: I’ll be able to see my junk. My semen then would slowly pour out and drip down your pussy, Watching a creampie is a spectacular event... Don’t believe me? Well one day I’ll take a photo, so you can see.”... Love stories “How fucking romantic!” I said sarcastically. “I bet you have charmed a lot of ladies with that poem.” “You are the only girl I have shared that with. You are the only girl I.