A low moan came from down by my cock, I slide my finger out inserted both my ring and index fingers into her still wet pussy got them well coated and ...egan to insert them back into her puckered hole. This time the moan was deeper and more guttural, she was really enjoying this as was I. With Maria sucking and licking with an energy that had been rewarded with me becoming hard again, I increased the assault on her arse.“David fuck me in the arse” she asked.We moved so that I was positioned. Dave handed her a form and asked her to sign it, Cindy could not read it and so he told her that it was merely to have Cindy agree to obey the driver and do whatever he asked. What she didn’t know was that they had found her purse and she had been d**gged to make her amenable.Getting up Cindy was helped to the taxi where the driver was waiting, he smiled and got her into the cab. Dave sat next to her explaining he was going to make sure she got home safely. Cindy thanked him for his help and. Our hands were caressing each other’s chest.We were looking into each other eyes during this time. Lust was all in the air. He started pressing my boobs little harder now. I started moaning as he started doing that. As I let my moans out, I saw him coming over me again. Within no time, he started smooching me again.I hold his neck by my one hand. Then we were kissing more passionately this time. My melons were touching his bare chest now. He was over me. My hands were on his back now. His. Sometimes the stories were comic, sometimes tragic, sometimes romantic – but always the bad husbands were outwitted, one way or another. Here’s my (slightly naughty) take on the bad husband tale. Rosette daughter of Galon was rounding the last corner between the village well and the cottage she shared with her mother and father when two of the Duke’s soldiers, magnificent in scarlet and gold cloaks over gleaming chain-mail, galloped into the street and pulled up between her and the cottage.