“I will fuck you, I swear I will”, said I as I forced my hand still closer in. “Oh! oh!” she said, and nothing more. I pulled her backwards on...the bed, my cock stiff, standing, was under her eyes, drew her lips close to mine kissing rapidly: my fingers rubbed the warm slit, her bum began to move uneasily, her breathing was short, her thighs unclosed, my finger slipped farther. “Oh I don’t hurt me”, she said sharply. Pressing her backwards on the bed, I lifted her limbs, she was yielding, meant. ” He went back to pushing into my ass. I moaned as he inched inside further. I tried to relax but his cock came out of my ass. He pushed it back in. It was worse when it came all the way out. He pushed in further and further till he was buried in my ass. He waited long moments before he started pumping in and out slowly. “Fuck, Mary, you are tight as a drum!" It hurt. I couldn't lie. I was sweating and biting my lip. I had never felt so much like a slut. I had to admit it, I was turned on. Evan. "And you have four horny wives all wanting satisfaction tonight," Reina continued."Four?" gaped Darcy."I got distracted," I shrugged. "Isn't she a beauty, Reina?" You have four beautiful wives." But none our blonde." I reached out and grasped Darcy's hair. "Isn't that perfect?" Then maybe you should have married a blonde wife," Reina shrugged.Tell Reina about Darcy's tits. She hasn't really noticed them yet. I bet she'll love them, my subconscious whispered. "And her cleavage, Reina. Tell me. Amy's mother's killer attending her 'engagement' party? Doesn't fly. Even if she doesn't blame me, and I'm not sure she is to that point yet, I'm just not in the mood for that. Take her to a nice restaurant, take her dancing, and then take her to bed. Spend the night with her." She saw the look on my face and correctly interpreted it. "Yes, Patrick, I'm still very ok with it. I'm not upset at all about Amy being your 'wife' also, and Cindi has always been welcome in our bed. Don't change your.