Her legs were spread as wide a they could go to receive his thrusts.I was in shock, watching him fuck her, not wanting to believe my own eyes, yet not...able to tear myself away or even look away. I continued watching, hardly daring to breathe, as the well built young man’s backside rose and thrust again and again, driving his large stiff cock into her pussy. When his cock emerged from her cunt, I could see that it was coated with thick-looking white juice, the same juice that dribbled from her. ”“Let’s see what I can do,” I nodded and began the weave.Three hours later Peter had basically overcome anything that I’d thrown at him and I was somewhat at a loss.“Any thoughts, my Mage?” I asked Morgana.“Not at this stage. I’ve asked the Seers to see if they can find you an angle,” she replied, looking a little perplexed.Ten minutes later we looked up and smiled as Simone and Dorry entered the room.“Tough cookie, John,” Simone chuckled.“I just can’t cause any form of stress or fear enough to. "You like that, bitch, don't you?" he asked, his hand still firmly between her legs. "Yeah," she whimpered, as his hand moved towards her zipper. Inside she was still struggling, not sure what to do, so she thought she at least needs to pretend she's fighting him. With a half-hearted attempt she tried pushing his hand away, but he was much stronger, and as the zipper came down she involuntarily thrust her hips forward, which made him chuckle. She was still struggling, trying to wriggle and push. He was due to come home in five weeks." I thought his enlistment was up." It was, but they extended it. I guess they can do that, but it's not fair."The conversation continued well into the fourth drink. By that time, the subject had drifted to her unstated _needs_."You know, Bob, I have tried very hard to be a good wife and mother, but it's hard. You know? It's really hard. I miss him. I hate being alone at night and I miss having someone to wake up next to in the morning."Bob felt emboldened..