He was pushing in, I felt the tickle of his pubic hair on my face and nose. I was gagging and felt it pushing back against the start of my throat. Bob...laughed and pulled back out talking obscenely to me. Telling me to go ahead and gag on it, this happened as I was realizing that he must have put it almost all the way in already and it didn't go down my throat. I got a quick look at his gland as he thrust back towards my open mouth. Oh my god, it was little! I suppressed a sigh and a smile at. Although my Grandmother and Grandfather were born inEngland, I have no English memories or stories, sadly to say. I wish thatI could relive those times with my grandmother and ask her to tell me ofher history. As a young lady she was born and raised just outside London.As a young girl, she sailed the Atlantic to Canada. That is where she metand married my Grandpa. I never knew Grandpa Hudson, he died around thetime of my birth. My other Grandparents were the salt of the earthpeople. Hard. “Do you want me to stop?”In my head I was saying yes, stop. I was thinking Ishouldn’t be doing this. I’m a married woman. What came out, very quietly, was “No.” That wasn’t enough for Dave. “What did you say?” Heasked. I said no again. This time a little louder. “No what?” Was the reply. Oh my god. Was he really going to make me say it? “No what?” He said again. I looked at my husband. I knew we were crossing the. “Oh yes, that’s it. Take it all” and he pushed me head hard into his crutch. He moaned as he realised I could take his 6” cock balls deep in my mouth. “Very good” he moaned. Then he released his hold “now lick my wife’s cunt” he said. I turned and she was already undressed. Sitting on the end of the bed with her legs wide apart she gave me a wicked smile. I crawled over and buried my face into her crotch. “Mmm yes, lick my clit slut. Make me cum” she moaned and it didn’t take long before she.