She was most obliging with the young male workers in taking care of their immediate needs with her well-trained hands. It was most amusing to her to s...e how the silly boys tried to make the act last longer but they were no match for her stroking skills and she drew their juices with superb control for a girl of her age and inexperience.Red Anne was in the habit of traipsing off into the forest to hunt small squirrels and rabbits which the cook was happy to add to the stews and soups put. Married the second one, honestly quite possibly the first woman he ever slept with. I guess that’s not bad. I married the first guy to bed me.She cheated on him. All Keith did was get some kind of galloping cancer.So I did what I considered an adequate period of mourning. Thought about dating. Kept getting an image.You see, the day of Keith’s funeral, Brad and Linda were in attendance. During the service, I looked over at him. His eyes met mine briefly. She was there beside him, dressed, as. He pulled back slowly until the ridge of his bulbous head rested against the inside of my sphincter. He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me with long steady strokes as my wife looked on. Carole came hard as she watched him fuck my ass and the room filled with her excited pants and moans. I could smell the scent of her arousal and took my excitement to another level. Kevin pulled out of my ass and guided me onto my back on the bed. He climbed between my spread legs and rubbed the head of his. ” “Haven’t you ever watched Janet using one,” I asked. “Of course I have,” he lamely shrugs. “But that’s different.” “Why?” “She’s my wife,” he answered. “And do you like watching her,” I ask. “Of course I do.” “So what’s the difference?” Hearing the question he looked into my eyes, gave the broad smile of a small boy and answered somewhat reluctantly. “It’s a sex game we now play,” he grinned with his eyes closed. “Because while watching her play with herself; I’m instructed to stand by the.