I was happy to leave it to her, as she kept me in clothing, and that in good repair. She was a seamstress, a cobbler, a cook and a wife! Not to mentio..., she knew all the remedies and notions, and the roots and fruits of the earth.I made a spear of a type not seen before, a boar spear, very stout, ten feet long, with a cross piece half way back to keep a charging animal from running up the shaft and goring or clawing me. I didn't think there would be boars about, except for boar bears! From what. I struggled to move my body; but the bastard pushed my hips down with a hand and held me in position. He licked my ear, whispering;“Hi, babe… hope you remember me. I was the one who fucked your wet tight married cunt when you were passed out…”I shuddered when he laughed and added: “Now I am going to take that sweet anal cherry just for me…”I laughed to myself, thinking the guy had a huge dick; but he was an idiot. My hubby used to fuck me in the ass every week and now this bastard would find it. " She then said, "Oh, how sweet." She gave Andy a kiss on thecheek as she handed him a dollar; leaving a lipstick imprint on hischeek.Hot Dogs! Get your hot dogs here!Andy thought to himself, "Oh man, I will be thinking of her when I beatoff tonight..."----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------It was Tuesday afternoon on a sunny summer day in San Diego. As usual,Andy was pushing his hot dog. He pulled them down and was inside me in an instant. “My God, you are wet!” He exclaimed. “I think I’ll have to punish you more often,” he said wickedly. “Yes, please,” I said as I pulled him toward me and kissed him hard, our tongues searching the other’s mouth. He picked up speed and started pounding into me, my hips reaching up to meet his every thrust. I felt another orgasm building and was pushed over the edge when he stroked my clit with the pad of his thumb. I cried out as I climaxed.