Fred bent his knees and his massive tool slid down my butt crevice till it made contact with my puckering little anal opening. I cried out '...SOMEBOD... HELP MEEEEE....'; Just as I did that Fred hunch up and his massive head popped into my bung hole. I tried my best to get up as high as I could on my tip toes, but Fred was taller than six feet and my toes were barely on the floor from the impalement already. I begin to beg and blabber '...please mister, please, don't do me like this, let me go. Whatever It did mean that I wasn’t worried about gossip as they were pretty laid back.We flew down to Palermo and from there we sailed to the Aeolian Islands, watch Stromboli put on a firework display at dusk. From there we went across to mainland Italy up the coast to Sorrento after which the yacht was named. Some foresight and a bit of bribery arranged for me to have a fine table on the terrace of the best hotel overlooking the harbour. Without Vicky having a clue a small group of musicians. I let him have a quiet moment but knowing that this was a battle I had already won, I broke the silence. So youre not that mad then, he smiled at me and went to sleep. I knew that from this point on I was in control of our sexual life. That night, being extremely horny after making my husband cum while telling him how I got abused in the gym, my mind started spinning with new sexual ideas and my sexual life changed forever. I didnt go to the gym for a couple of weeks after the first event. No mention of yesterday was made as we walked back to the car park, interestingly the difference in our heights gave me a nice view down her dress at her little ‘A’ cups, no bra and a couple of buttons undone gave me that opportunity, good job I was wearing normal trousers.As we got to the car I asked her what her plans are, she told me she had none apart from going home,“Well, to celebrate your successful day how about sharing the bottle of wine I have at home in the fridge?” I asked very.