Hanging out with Pete and Amy was onething, but man, this is my wife! Was my wife! Whatever! Then I heardScott's deep voice."Hey, what's up, dude."...ude? Scott is calling Pete dude? Isn't he freaking out that he'sshaking hands with his husband? Is he going to call me out? WillJessica know who I am? Am I going to say something stupid? Give allthis away? My God, I had sex with my best friend! I don't think..."Hey, Steph!" came the oh so familiar voice, breaking my thoughts. Ilooked up. She was still a virgin at the age of eighteen. He invited her to his house and she has never left. She had a nice figure and wanted so bad to learn to fuck in every way. She was a great student and the first time he ate her pussy she screamed for more. She loves sex and when he popped her cherry he came so hard deep in her cunt. His big cock spread her wide and she told him she loved fucking and he has found out she loves to be fucked and can not get enough. He still wonders how he found this. I listen to you beg for a while, until I can no longer take it and bury myself deep inside your tight pussy. It feels so damn incredible wrapped around my cock, I can feel it pulsing around me with each pump of my cock.I start pounding into you harder and faster as both of our moans fill the room up as well as the sounds of our bodies slapping against one another. I feel you clench tight around my cock and you let out a loud scream, your hands and arms still struggling with the binds as you. "Blinkered as she is, Violet might havetrampled you, and all of us come to grief." Sorry," Mark muttered as he wiped his face with a handkerchief. Looking againat the pony's tack he grasped the meaning of "blinkered:" what he'd taken atfirst glance for a blindfold was really a very low leather visor, that allowedher to see nothing but the ground a step or two before her. Mark's glance fellto her feet, looking for the tall heels that he expected whenever he stoodeye-to-eye with a female. But her.