In 1939 the war started, and shortly after the fall of France, Anne-Marie was informed that her husband had been killed by the resistance, in a partis...n ambush. She was shocked, and saddened in one respect, but deep down she also felt a sense of relief. After a short period of mourning she was considering returning to her home in Belgium. However, the Nazi's firmly believing that she must be seeking revenge for the death of her newly wed husband, and knowing that she spoke both French, and. My mate, he only went and shot his big load while I was talking to him over the phone. I heard all his wanking groaning noises in my ear, bless him. The next day we were in my flat – me, my bird and my gay mate.After two bottles of lager my bird said, “Right, come on then. Let’s see some cock action with you two horny boys.”Me and my bird were on the sofa. Gavin was sitting in the chair. I told him to come and sit next to me. I gave him a smile, put my hand out.“Come here, mate.”But he got up. The way she sold me on it was that it wouldnt mean anything and would be comfortable, she would wear a skirt and no panties for clothed unawkward access, laying with her legs hanging over the bed, and I could wear a strapon over my clothes. Then just came rocking together like whenever girls are dancing or giving a mock lap-dance. Basically entirely unoffensive if I wasnt into it, not asking much. It didnt turn out that way. I got excited as she was and I did start off wearing it over my pants,. Opening one eye, he looked at his wife, Kate, who was kneeling with her back to him, one hand playing a gentle tattoo on his belly, the other beginning to snake its way into the warm space up between his powerful, hairy thighs. Suddenly he sat up, grabbing her hand and forcing it under his bathing trunks to where his expectant cock lay waiting, his other hand slipping around under his wife's arm and squeezing one of her heavy, pear- shaped breasts with surprising violence."Caught you!" Oww!".