She’s changed clothes, donning that peasant skirt that looks so nice on her, and has only the lightest touch of make-up on. ‘Can I come in?’ she...asks. Jacob Currie. Currie. ‘Yes.’ We sit silently next to each other on the bed and eat our hamburgers. ‘That was sweet, what you said today,’ she says when we’ve finished. ‘No it wasn’t.’ ‘It was.’ She turns to me, and I notice that she smells good. ‘Thank you for letting me come. And for…’ she bites her lip, staring at me, and I turn to look at her.. She tells you how badly she wants to cum for you.You see someone step behind her and start to play with her ass. At the same time someone is behind you and playing with your ass. He begins to slide a string of beads into you; one at a time. With each one your pussy begins to quiver. After the fifth or sixth one you feel fingers on your pussy. You try to look around but she holds your head fast to her pussy. You lick and suck faster. As you do, you can just see between her legs as another man. I felt myself expanding so he could fill his need. As he started to thrust I heard a faint noise from the garage and knew my husband was home. I was too involved with this huge penis inside me to be concerned. I was hoping Brad could understand a woman's needs. I knew he was at the doorway watching. The thrusting continued for another good twenty minutes. I was concerned but enjoying myself tremendously and didn't want it to end. Then suddenly in a final thrust, this young man cums deep inside. The next foul word would earn her some mouth hardware."Fuckface!"Thank you.I chose the multipurpose ring gag. Stainless steel, heavy duty. Far too large to be worked out by tongue and jaw movement. Nonetheless it was fitted with four "spider-legs" around the circumference to keep it from being flipped – even if I decided to do things to Rho's mouth which would be considered anatomically impossible by people with less imaginative potential than me. Or sadistic potential, for that matter.First.