It was awkward and embarrassing, but somehow it became acceptable and we both would laugh it off, and with a promise not to tell their younger brother... 'Our secret', and I concurred.he men were rugged, kind of handsome with rugged bodies, not beautiful, like you see in the girly magazines, but more in a dark perverse way, especially Frank, who was in his late forties, he was powerfully built, quiet with lots of body hair, and to me he was not sexually appealing, but deep and dark, you felt he. My hubby stopped pushing, but I yelled at him not to stop…He pushed a bit more inches; slowly; more and more, until the whole f******n inches’ length disappeared into my stretched red pussy lips.I cried begging for more; I was crazy feeling pain up my cunt.My own hands replaced my hubby’s, since he did not dare to push the toy even deeper. I relaxed my inner muscles and got the last inch inside… I fell against Victor’s chest, closing my eyes and feeling the sweet pain in my poor cunt. He. Now, as you meditate, use your palms to gently stroke each other’s chests. Feel the shape of each other’s chest by moving your hands all around, slowly up and down, across and around, all the while paying attention to their breathing. Try to sense how your partner feels. Open your minds to any thoughts and sensations that pop up.”They began doing that, but then Lynette grunted, “Not working. Can I?” She slipped her hands under Tom’s tank top and began stroking his bare chest. “Better.”Tom. ‘Yeah, I’ll see you then. Bye-bye.’ He hung up the phone and looked at me, ‘Happy now?’ ‘Yeah, just don’t fuck with them anymore,’ I said walking out his door. Heading back to my desk I made plans to head back to the Carousel again that night, hoping I might run into the twins. Mike stayed out of my hair the rest of the day and I was able to get quite a bit of work done, so much that I was able to actually leave work a little early. I stopped by my apartment, took a quick shower, got dressed.