I moved back up to her mouth and kissed her, sliding my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues wrestled as she pulled off my boxers, freeing my cock, and ...egan to jerk it. I pressed it against her, and she released my cock, allowing me to rock my hips against hers, my cock rubbing against her pussy. She rocked her hips back against mine."Ugh, Heather, I'm gonna cum soon." I said only to stop, shooting my seed onto her stomach. My cock was still rock hard as I leaned up, to let her wipe it up. She. ‘I hear she’s increasing.’ ‘I’m not surprised, you know how virile Edington is!’ Startled, the sound of her husband’s name drew Joan’s attention to the conversation taking place nearby. Feminine laughter met her companion’s comment. ‘True, but I think she looks more like Weaverly’s type, too young for Edington.’ Joan felt her face pale as realization dawned. She fought the urge to reassure herself by pressing her hand to the flat of her stomach. Such a gesture would only be seen as confirming. He knew that ever since he had started sharing Annies pictures with Geff that each Saturday night her pictures had run as a slide show from Geff's computer to his 50” television in the lounge and that two of Geff's old friends had joined him for wank parties over the slut and he didn't think that tonight would be any different and he wondered how his sexy wife would cope with three cocks from three of the dirtiest guys he had ever come across!He called one of the nurses over and asked if she. A vow she intended to keep forever and one that would remind not just her, but anyone who saw her, of the extent of her gratitude to her saviour.In truth, clothing was something she rarely wore anyway. The recently decapitated Baron, like his father, treated his serving wenches as nothing better than whores. They were his mere playthings from whom he demanded sexual favours whenever he wished and paid no regard at all to their own desires. Only the barest rags were ever allowed to cover the.