A certain presence pressed against her and she relished making full use of it at the earliest possible convenience."Rest of the house is clear," a hea...ily armed sergeant announced."Where's Morbius?" Penrose mused."Nobody else present, sir." Make another sweep. He must be here somewhere."Ruth looked even more confused. "There should be a young girl," she told them. "Pamela. Pamela Hunnicutt." What's your name?" Ruth Wells." You're in a lot of trouble, Ruth." Doctor Morbius told me what to do. He. My nice friend had a fantasy of watching me be fucked by another man than my own beloved hubby. He also wanted me to humiliate him as another man used my body at will.Once he reached Gunnar’s house, he fixed some drinks.I removed my tight dress; so both guys could see me there, just wearing a tiny black thong and my stilettos.As I sat back on the sofa with a glass of red wine in my hand, I begged them to strip for me.Alan was already rock hard as expected but my good friend Gunnar still needed. As I opened the main door to my flat and was just about to walk through when I felt a cool breeze behind me as Sam appeared. Half through the door she turned me round and pulled my face down to meet hers where she placed a kiss sweeter than any before. This time I reciprocated, pulling her up into my arms, and wrapped her round me. Still wrapped in her, I opened the door to my room, continued kissing her and then felt a warm hand caressing my breast from under my shirt and bra. My hand made. It was like he could smell fresh pussy all the way from Sackett territory.I once caught that Randy humping my own little Nellie at the square dance, behind moonshine creek, just last spring. I kicked his bare ass from here to the County line. My Nellie was all upset and telling me how handsome he was and how "beautiful" his cock was. Her words, not mine. Nellie was only 18 at the time and now she is married to Bud McGee and they got three strapping sons up on Wolverton Mountain.That super stud.