I met a couple of men, but nothing went anywhere. Then, I met John. He didn't want to meet at a motel or someplace seedy. He wanted to take me out on ... proper date, so he could treat me like a lady. So, after thinking it over, I agreed to meet him at a restaurant that was about ninety minutes away. I was so nervous, but I was determined to look my best. I wore a black lace thong, black bra, garterbelt, thigh high stockings, four inch heels and a little black dress. I put on a long sexy wig and. After a while, her abused vagina seemed to go numb, then more than numb. Yes, it was pleasure! A twisted, backwards pleasure that should not exist, but did. It was not only blood facilitating her **** now, but natural fluids of pleasure; her body mindlessly and diligently going about the task of reproduction even when it had no just cause to participate. The slaver heaved and thrust, harder and harder as his face behind his scraggly beard began to turn red and he emitted grunts that announced. Without hesitation the new bride dug deep down and through into his night shorts and her fingers encircled a thick and warm hunk of living flesh. ‘Oh God, do you think this will fit into me,’ she gasped. ‘Yes, all of it and three of my fingers – perhaps my whole hand,’ enthused Miles, triggering Mavis into her first orgasm. It was the first time Mavis had really noticed Miles’ beer belly with its three ‘tires’ in the vicinity of his navel. She also had a belly bulge but finding Miles was not. A year and a half of joyous love and exciting sex, followed by more than four years of pregnancies, two childbirths, crying babies demanding all their attention and energy, and a sexlife dwindling to almost nothing. At the same time Annie grew from a pretty, slim woman into one-and-a-half not so pretty woman, and Claus chose to carry his spare tyre around his waist.When more than six years had passed this way, the strain and stress of babies eased a bit, and Annie felt the first tinges of lust.