.. I played for about maybe 30 more seconds with my toy and I reached heaven all by myself, ok, with... you know... my body shaked, moved, exploted li...e never before, I have made loved many, many times, I have reached multiple orgasms, but nothing like that night."I was getting wetter and wetter, I wanted to explote too, not we were in public when an idea came to me."Listen Sarah, we cant have sex with each other, but that does not stop us for dreaming about it, tell you what. I will exchange. “I know there’s something else on your mind.”“It’s ... it’s ... it’s Martha, sir, my wife. I attended the wedding and the reception, but she wouldn’t come with me. She feels she has nothing appropriate to wear to a ducal reception. And then, when she learned that Her Majesty was present, that settled it. But she’s been able to talk about nothing else, since. And we didn’t get much sleep because she wanted to hear every tiny detail of the Queen’s visit to the pub last night. She was so excited,. Or suffer from them.Constructive comments appreciated. Please send comments to [email protected], this is not a happy story. If it makes any difference, I cried as I wrote it. The characters are fictional. I wish to God that the rest of the story was just fiction.And so it begins.......----------------------------------------------------------------------I wiped the tears from my eyes, and stared at my parents across the breakfast table. "John, there was nothing you could have done.". While she was enjoying that pleasure, David started to wash my pussy. I felt the roughness of the washcloth as he first washed the lips. Then he washed deeper and I felt the cloth go between my pussy lips from my clit to my ass and back again. My pussy was so tender and yet I wanted more. I was thoroughly enjoying his manipulations. I really did not want him to stop, but when he aimed the sprayer toward my ass, I really became hot from the cloth to the water. Especially when he disconnected the.