I was far too busy wanking to take any photos of him inside you to prove it. I didn’t think you would remember it anyway. Perhaps I should have just...kept quiet, no harm done.”“I was suspicious about last night anyway. I knew full well you were randy about something that had happened, it was obvious. Not least that my Vagina was soaking wet and weirdly sticky inside it this morning. Don’t you remember me telling you that’s why I wanted to go over for a proper hot shower? I didn’t know why. It. I was slowly fucking Helen when Simon moved behind me and started to run his hands up and down my back then slowly down my back to my arse cheeks he carried on doing this for a few more mins,I could feel Helen’s pussy gripping my cock while Simon was massaging my back then I felt Simon’s fingers rubbing around my arsehole,my fucking started to increase when I felt Simon’s finger push into me with my fucking motion I was pushing harder back on Simon’s finger I felt Helen’s legs tighten around my. She was very flexible and could do many things that my wife and secretary could not do. She let me use her mouth and asshole too. She even laughed as she begged me to tit-fuck her too.When we arrived her boyfriend was getting ready to bring my wife home so I saved him a trip. Louise had showered, fixed her hair and makeup, and had gotten back into her beautiful white evening gown. She looked like a bride…my bride.As I drove toward home she told me that I was a better lover than her ‘date’ had. He slept all the way to Jamaica where the first night of their honeymoon he finally got hard enough to fuck. He told me that when she changed into her bikini in their room in Jamaica he got instantly hard and remained so for most of the week when he was awake.Bethany was a wet-dream come true; blue eyes, short pixie blonde hair, 5’ 7”, 36 DD-28-33. Apart from hating me, Bethany was also a black belt Karate part-time instructor and a fierce temper when angered. Showing up wet, late at night, AND.