And Helen is probably smaller inside than any of us. At least that's the impression I got when you made love to her in her apartment."Jeff, becoming e...asperated, said, "Hey, you were the one that was trying to get your pussy swollen even beyond Arlene's..." I know. I know, Jeff. But we expounded on our sore pussy routine to her, and she's becoming so close to the girls, and with her intelligence, there is no telling what she has planned for you. Oh, I don't know. I just want everything to. "No way she's shoving that inside me," he thought. But that's exactly what Treva had in mind. "Don't worry baby, you'll love it," she told him. "I'll get you all lubed up so it goes in nice and easy." Treva proceeded to lube his ass from a tube she had brought with the vibrator. As she spread the lube, he began to get turned on. She worked all around his puckered opening and would slip the tip of her finger inside him. When she did that a couple of times, he spread his legs and raised up to. Her little business trips were a thinly veiled excuse to get away from the office with the stifling prying eyes of the other employees and respite from her noisy baby that tended to deprive her of precious hours of much needed sleep. As far as her useless husband was concerned, she valued any time away from his silly demands for sex in any format just on the basis that he was somehow entitled due to a piece of paper that made them partners for life. It was almost like a like sentence handed out. “Do you like it?” he asks. “I...I don't know”. He moves his hands and caress my leg, then moves his hand up above my shorts. I flush and don't know what to do. I don't even know if I like it. But I don't stop him. He goes on with his hand, moving it all around my leg. He wants to feel me, he squeezes it and moves up and up. His hand has now reached my crotch and I can feel it moving towards my cock. I realise I have an erection. I can feel his hand on my cock now, he moves it from top to.