„ she sobbed.„And you will tell me anything?“„Y-Yes... master.“„Are you a virgin?“The question obviously shocked her and she was slow in...answering. Bela gave her another hard cut. When she had recovered from the effects of it and resumed her posture – with hindquarters even more upthrust – I repeated the question.„No... m-master,“ she answered hoarsely.I tut-tutted. „And you so young, too,“ I said with a smile. „Still, no matter, you would not have remained a virgin long here in any event.“ I. There was a card game being played there, and my husband and his friend were the last two persons to go.When I got there both men and her husband were all sleeping in the front room, drunk, very drunk and out of it.With her help we bundled both men into the car, my husband in the passenger seat and his friend behind him in the back seat.I reached-in over him to secure his seat belt, and while in this position he fondled my breast while kissing the nape of my neck.Wearing just a T-shirt, his. My wife Renee and I have been married for eleven years now. Renee is 42 and I am 55 and we are compatible in every aspect of life except in the bedroom. She is 5'10" tall with long legs and long blonde hair. Her breasts are perfectly natural and as firm as a twenty year old with D cups. She is a very beautiful and sexy woman. This story began about 3 years ago. I have always known that Renee had a relationship with a woman for about a year just before we met.Like I said we were not compatible. She never knew how peaceful she seemed, how angelic her eyes were when they melted into this soft, warm place and let Miles take control. He put a tiny bit of pressure on her shoulder, guiding her down, and it wasn’t until then that Jill realized just how much effort standing had taken. She sank gratefully to her knees, never breaking the gaze of the woman in the mirror who had caught her so easily, entranced her so effortlessly. Kneeling felt so much better than standing, so much better than.