Saturday is good said Adam I look forward to it. I thought I bet you are knowing that Adam has always fancied my hot wife and if the intended plan wen... smoothly Adam was going to really enjoy himself that's for sure. Saturday soon came round and meeting us there at the graveyard on a hot sunny day things were looking good. Lynsey had spent the previous evening preparing herself for the shoot and possibly a sex session shaving her gorgeous pussy completely smooth bringing some skimpy lingerie to. " I was defeated. I couldn't take any more pain. "I'm a slut." I mumbled, tears rolling down my face. Humiliated by my own husband. "I can't hear you." he shouted at me. "I'm a slut." I sobbed louder. "Your Pauline and your a slut. What are you?" I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I cried. "Again." he ordered. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." He started laughing. " Keep saying it, slut." "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I repeated again and again. He picked up his pace as he buried his cock deep inside. Melody and Linda, both virgins, were fascinated by the sounds their prim and proper sponsor was making under that naked thrusting man. All three, including the two virgins, were well acquainted with what it meant when Jack said "I'm going to cum, Bunny" and his rabbit-like thrusts, and the grunts that went with them, made all three girls pussies get damp. Melody squealed "Oh my GOSH!" and then clapped a hand over her mouth as the other two girls shot her murderous glances at giving away the. When she recovered, she flipped me over. “Not bad, for a sissy boi,” she said, “But now I get to fuck you. I want to bury my cock inside you and make you cum.” I turned over, and she pulled me onto my hands and knees. I could see myself in the mirrored wardrobes opposite the bed. The tight pink bra pulled my chest into a cleavage framed through the white fur edging. My arse wiggled, encased in the satin, and the fur edging rubbed over my garter belt and stockings. I could see the pink boots.