So we changed our position that I was laid on my back and she was on top of me. Slowly she put my dick into her pussy and started riding me. I was kep... my hand on her boobs and enjoying her riding. I slowly kept her hip by my two hands and stroked my dick, seeing her boobs giggling wow what a sight they dancing and slapping each other. After 5 minutes of hard fucking she said that I was reaching my second orgasm. She attained her second orgasm and her juices oozing from her vagina & my dick.. But we have some, too. Yeah, now that I’m a little older I get tired of the leers. Tired of the endless “naughty” jokes and entendres. Somehow I thought that would all stop when I got engaged but if anything that stuff actually gets worse. Guys see married -- or soon-to-be married - women as somehow safer. They can get what they want without risking us wanting a relationship. They fantasize we’re all unfulfilled and of course they are just the one who can fill us up in a very literal way.So. 'screw more days longer' called yesterday, I heard a young female voice laugh, calling his name in a sexy manner. So I was madder than hell. I was a hot woman in my late twenties’ but very still attractive. I could tell from the glances I got from the horny men. To be honest I don’t know why husband was wasting time with a little slut when I can rumble and rock and roll and raise the roof and break the bed, and game all night long; and he was wasting it on some tramp that likely didn't have. As a group she would let a single person have their way. No we didn’t fuck her but we would have her stripped naked while fishing, at her house since her parents worked, in a backyard after the sun had disappeared for the day any place that was convenient . If we weren’t gutless chickenhearted cowards we might have. But being self conscious, insecure and uncomfortable with our bodies no one was about to show his hog to anyone other than Bobbie, in private.The heat had momentally broken; a cold.