It feels almost as big as my husband's cock. Oh, FUCK!I can feel him deep in me.!" I looked closer to see King's cock stretching my wife's pretty...asshole. His pink dick was sliding in and out of her at a blinding speed. I could neverfuck her that fast. "Go, King! Go, King! Fuck her asshole! Fuck her deep!" Everybody startedchanting. Victoria was thrashing her head from side to side. Her jaw was slack. Shewas drulling as she was cumming. Her eyes were glazed over. She was not. It looked like I was trying to block it, but I ended up just getting in Anna's way. It was my plan. She slammed into me, sending us both to the ground. She got up, and elbow bloody. I offered to take her over to the nearby water fountain to clean it off, and she accepted. We walked over, and I wiped off her now wet arm. Then I grabbed her , and swung her into the men's bathroom that the water fountain was outside of. She tried to scream, but I clamped a hand over her mouth. “You can't have sex. Had he hurt her?“Did I hurt you?”“Well, yes,” she said.“I’m sorry. I never want to hurt you.”“It’s not really your fault,” she said. But it had really been his fault. She hadn’t known what she was doing, and he’d certainly known what was coming. He should have got his hands off her. “Just kiss me again,” she said. So, he kissed the shoulders he had hurt and then her warm, forgiving mouth.They went on kissing, but he was conscious of his soaked pants the entire time. It must not have been as. 'Hello there, just a hi from the Irishman.' The first line read. I smiled even though I didn't want to. I have a present for you in the mail. Enjoy and I'm keeping an eye on you." I'm glad someone is," I said to the empty room. Well Gwen would be monitoring it or if not monitoring would be checking it in the morning. I stayed up roaming around chat rooms, mostly ignoring the others. I was waiting to see, if Cheryl would be storming into my place cursing me and Lindsay Graham. Poor Cheryl, let.