So I kissed her, and worked my way down to her pert b-cup tits, while I slide a finger into her surprisingly tight cunt. She moaned and grabbed my as... with one hand while she tugged at my raging hard-on with the other. We fumbled around like that for a couple of minutes and then I positioned myself right on top of her. I looked into her now less crazy eyes and was about to kiss her again before I got into her, then she said, "You can do anything you want to me. You can fuck my ass. You can. "I want my husband to rape me. Crazy isn't it?"Tony's mind was swimming. The thought of raping his own wife had never even occurred to him, but as Chelsea was going through the explanation of the event, he noticed her nipples hardening and his cock was getting hard also. "I don't know Chelsea, I really wouldn't know how to pull that off?" he said. Chelsea, now begging after getting that off her chest said, "I know, it would be difficult, that's why it's a fantasy." Chelsea turned over in the. I am not very good in the water and need your help desperately."Honey smiled in triumph because she had the girl literally eating out of the palm of her hand. She knew all the girl needed was a thin buoyancy belt under her backside to help her stay in the floating position. They both moved to the side of the pool and were marked as having passed the course.Yvette was furiously trying to dry her hair and failed to meet Honey's eyes. Honey took the brush from her hands and wrapped her legs around. Do you want a taste of it?" he bellowed."No, John. I'm sorry," she whimpered and backed away."Now the guys will call you slack hole," chortled Jodi, as she watched Kyla pull thejuice-drenched pole from her cunt and fling it to the floor.Kyla sank down to her knees and eased herself back on the floor. No longer shy, nolonger modest, she lay with her legs wide open with her long red gash for all to see.And from her wide-stretched cunt the slightest dribble of jism started to ooze, leakingdown in.