“Yes! Please!” she begged, without coercion. “Fuck me! Use me! Please! Give me your fucking dick!” John stared for a second, surprised, into t...e naked passion in his wife’s eyes. His gaze hardened and he grinned. His cock slammed into her in a single thrust and April’s body rose from the bed as if on strings. “Oh fuck! Yes! Fuck my needy cunt!” April was possessed, thrashing and bucking to feel John’s cock wantonly using her for his own need. It was her turn to scream profanely as John. I knew where he was going. "I mean... you guys kind of had a pretty intense moment in the locker room... she's hot as fuck... clearly respects you..." "No. No way," I shook my head. "Wait... yeah, why not?" asked Reggie. "You too? I like Cindy!" I exclaimed. "Yeah... but..." and Paul shrugged. I thought for a few moments. "I don't know. Not for a while at least. As far as I know Jamie could make an ass of himself at their date tonight and that'll be that," I mused. "Even if he doesn't,. It doesn't take you long, and as strings of my cum stretch between your pubes and hers you press into her, deep, and as my hands cradle your balls you explode into her. Over and over your balls contract in my hand, squeezing every last drop of your jizz deep in her cunt. You pull out, making a schlucking sound, and my tongue makes it to her pussy just in time to catch a river of your cum trying to escape. I scoop it all up and drip it on my wife's tongue while you kiss her, and then we switch. His reasoning is that, if the community wasn't friendly to women in equality, we would find out quickly. I stood and said, "I will give some history and tell you of how we are governed in Preservation and of our plans for the future."My name is Janice Mathews Sullivan and I'm with my husband, Bennie. We are from Preservation, a new community, located south and west of Atlanta. We started centered around the Mathews family, who were farmers. My adoptive parents, Jack and Shirley Mathews, were.