He started to move his hands all over my body as he kissed me . I guess he was around age 44 . He ripped down my skirt and panties and pushed me down ...n the mattress . ” Spread those legs you slut ” . I opened my legs fast . “Yeah I am gonna fuck you , you little bitch ” . I was scared now . He unzipped his pants and took them off , together with his underwear . While he sat down in front of me he grabbed the edges of my thong and ripped it off fast . He got in between my legs and pushed his. So if he was going indulge in his girl-fetish he could at least help with the housework.Also during the day he could practice the art of applying make-up; for Margo's approval later.This was the kind of thing Margo enjoyed sharing; that and his cock. And so evenings at home were spent trying out her wardrobe on him; as a form of foreplay to sex.Margo thought he really looked attractive in a smart office blouse and a short formal skirt with heels. Wearing crutch-less tights allowed for his. And she certainly didn’t have a boyfriend, though he knew plenty of the boys at school were plenty crazy about her. Several of his friends fancied her totally and weren’t shy about telling him how cute they found her. He always feigned disgust at the thought, but of course he was turned on. Sometimes he’d heard boys in his year talking about her when they didn’t know he could hear – he’d even got into a few fights when he’d heard boys saying how bad they wanted to fuck her. But of course. Washing off feeling the cold water rush past me. I opened my eyes and saw my husband. Walking towards him I stripped off his clothes. “I know what you did for me and I thank you.” I took his hand and brought him into the river placing him against a rock. Kissing him softly passionately. Straddling him in the water. As I nibbled his neck, biting hard. His hands cupped my ass as our tounges twirled like snakes. His hands gribbing me as he entered I dug my nails up his back hearing him moan. The.