Wilson lifted up her pleated uniform skirt. Her pink cotton panties revealed a large wet spot in the center. Mr. Wilson hooked his forefinger into the...crotch of her damp panties and pulled them to the side, uncovering her warm swollen pussy which was lightly decorated with short reddish-brown curly hairs. Leaning his head forward, he teased her puffy lips with his tongue. Sarah’s thighs spasmed around his neck. “Mmmm. . . Take my panties off,” Sarah murmured. Mr. Wilson slipped off the young. I took her hand, and we stepped out into the pre-dawn light. When you get older, early isn't quite the trauma that it is when you're young."Did you ever see that couple before?" I told her about the first time."Yeah, they were on the island, uh, how can I put this delicately?" Don't be delicate, you motherfucking bastard. Tell me what he did to her." He, uh, he was, er . . . fucking her . . . in the ass." That was a sentence I never thought I could pronounce to my wife, my starlight, ever. At. I found instructions in the box of how to use them, so I readthrough, tried the positions they suggested till I found a positionthat just felt right. We would see, if and when I came on.9. Putting Plans into Action, #@&% MEN!!!Next day I was dressed smartly and took the train to Euston, then theunderground to Victoria where the offices were. I didn't like theunderground, crowded and dirty. In the carriage I'm sure the man behindme deliberately rubbed his erection against my bum. I looked at. The guy fucking me was driving into me, his big belly smashing into my tight arse and lower back as he buried his cock into me as far as it would go, I could feel his pelvis bone, he was enjoying himself, I was just trying to stand up whilst he forced me onto a very fat cock at the other end, he too was trying to force as much cock into me as possible, then someone started wanking my cock. Both men were grunting, the guy wanking me declared that I was leaking and soaking "She's fucking loving.