Roxanne’s chest was heaving after her exertions and her eyes were closed as she moaned slightly.Heather went over to her handbag and fetched out a h...ge dildo which a full eight inches long and about the same in diameter which she took over to the bed and quickly pushed it all the way to its hilt inside Roxanne McKee’s open red pussy.Roxanne screamed as the sheer brute force that Heather used on her but the feelings were tremendous as Heather worked the dildo in and out while she licked. His arm was just below my chest, and he lifted me off the floor as if I were a rag doll. I struggled for a moment, but quickly saw the utter hopelessness of any resistance at all."Bedroom," he croaked. Terrified, I pointed down the hall, and he carried me in that direction.He flipped on the light, set me down in the middle of the small room and looked around. I looked around, too. I couldn't make it past him to the hall. The window? Not a chance. I might make the bathroom, but could I get the. Of A. Outside of a few obscure nudist camps, there wasn't much exposure of the female form going on. Oh, there were bikinis, and there was Playboy Magazine and its raunchier competitors. Everybody had gotten at least a glimpse of what naked women looked like.But girls like me? The girl next door? Not without a ticket, sailor! Even the girls who were Giving it Up to their boyfriends weren't generally in the business of parading around, in the daylight, in the altogether. Their sex was usually. "I love you, too."II. She Tricks MeAlmost two weeks passed, during which my wife and I made love at about the same rate before The Incident. She never brought up my lewd act and I never mentioned the videos to which I introduced her.In fact, I didn't watch anything, either. I stayed true to my word.Everything seemed good—great, even. I didn't expect much else to happen regarding The Incident. I just thought life would go on as if it never even happened.I worked that Saturday morning for about.