My mind swam with desire, shame, lust and guilt, and I thought more than a few times that this must be what hell was like, to want what I could never ...ave.*****When the next Saturday came around, I was out for much of the day, first working out at the gym and then doing some grocery shopping and other errands. Alison would often accompany me on these trips but declined this time, saying she had a school project she needed to work on. As much as I love spending as much of my free time as. ”He chuckled when he signalled the bartender for another round and said, “Well, you’ve had your chance. So, are we game?”He saw the horny smile disappear from Lily’s face as she looked up. Her eyes became bigger, and she said with a little tremble in her voice, “Maybe another time.”Right at that moment, Lunn felt two big hands gently grabbing his shoulders and he was relieved to see the black nail polish out of the corner of his eye. It was Alice, and it felt uncomfortably strange: as if he had. My bell end pressed against her puckered arsehole, I rubbed some juices from my cock around the hole, “ Just be gentle!” Vera entreated as my bell end began to push its way in. Vera gave a gasp as I pushed in to half my length, then moaned as I moved it back out a little, the walls of her anal passage trying to grip me, I pushed back in a little further, she moaned louder as I began to rhythmically fuck her arse, every thrust brought a cry or moan, “Fucking hell that’s hot!!” Tom was stood. I arrived at the bar and strolled in. Jim and his wife were in a booth in a slightly darkened corner. I walked over and Jim introduced us all. I sat and we talked and chatted about life and love and travel and religion and politics. The usual stuff. AFter a few drinks the conversation got lighter and friskier. I was on one side of Jim's wife and he was on the other. In the dim light I could see him rubbing her thigh and she was rubbing her chest and neck as it got pinker and apparently warmer..