...... now she wanted more - to feel a prick.Stella wanted to feel one too ...................... inside her.MAIN COURSE.She had been stroking my pric... for some time, it was a glorious feeling having her soft hand round my member, but my concentration had been on Margaret so I had not achieved full erection.Now that her little friend was satiated for the moment, I could turn my attention to what was going in below me.As I looked down at her, she looked up at me and smiled. "This is much better. With a sigh, “Just get on with it, already.” “Man, I’m not too sure where to start…” she trailed off, looking at me as I saw what appeared to be embarrassment on her face. “Maybe from the beginning?” I shot back, beginning to feel impatient. “Okay, fine,” she began as she sat up, not even bothering to cover herself, “I approached your husband about this very situation a couple weeks ago and he was cool with it, but under one circumstance.” I glanced over to Mike to see his reaction before. Three in the morning, no moon. We swam for Hidalgo, Texas. Made it.”Then the Pimp Truck pulled up.Walker waits to start dinner until he knows what time I’ll be home. Vanessa is usually working so it’s just me and my little bud. Now that Mindy is in Palo Alto.Vanessa has us eating healthier these days. More veggies. Fresher ingredients.But Walker does some mean French Fries. Skinny ones usually. It’s a three-step process. He boils them. Then fries over low heat. Finally, high heat. Yum! Crispy. He fucked her roughly, and she felt her perky breasts bounce up and down under the assault. It felt like everything inside her was breaking as the man panted and groaned above her. Her back actually slid back and forth in the blood-soaked mud as she continued bleeding out while being fucked. In her mind she begged for it to end; for the man to finally finish and for her to finally expire. Hands fell to her chest, pinching and pulling at her small pink nipples as the man groaned more and more..