Thank you for letting me have the experience.” She paused to kiss Frank’s cheek, “But I would much rather make love to you. That man was too big... It was uncomfortable.”Frank smiled at his wife. She was so sweet in trying to make him feel better. He heard how she moaned and watched how she moved. Annie had enjoyed herself but was being the thankful wife. He saw Dontrell’s cock and enjoyed watching it. There was no reason his wife had to deny that she liked it. “You are kind, Annie.” He kissed. Then, she broke me from my silence by telling me it wasn’t fair that she couldn’t remember anything, and would rather have a memory to go with the knowledge that we had actually had sex.I wasn’t sure what to say, but she told me to meet her back where we were yesterday in 15 minutes. I nodded my head and watched her walk away. I made my way around a slightly different way to where we had been the day before. Once she arrived she looked around and suggested we go up into the woods slightly, so. "You look beautiful, don't even worry about it." he said, his right hand reaching to gently pat against my bare thigh. "Be careful not to pull too hard at the lace, its delicate and I'd hate for you to ruin it."I nodded my head gently, and half expected him to return his hand back to the steering wheel, but he didn't. Instead, it rose higher on my thigh and pushed the hem back to where it originally was before his fingers gently slipped between my thighs. I could feel his pinky finger lightly. And not just caught by a passerby, but by people that I think “matter”. She “made” me fuck her in the men’s bathroom during my company Christmas party (I tried to resist…kinda). We were busted by a cop, a coffee shop owner (the mother of our neighbor), a security guard at the mall, the pastor at the church I grew up in, and my personal favorite (NOT), my Dad. About six months into our relationship, while we were all sweaty lying in bed after a marathon session, Kelly said, “I want to do it in.