When my wife got the wind knocked out of her, and as she then tried to get a breath back, he punched all the way again and added twisting and reaming....Charles was the one that was shocked. He could not believe that he was eliciting gasps and giggles. He was used to screams and panic. Then he thought that this project girl, the third in history, might be a wonderful answer for someone like Charles, someone who just needed a special hobby. Charles did not change positions during this first lunch. Rachel was busy working more of Jason shaft into her mouth. He sucked one of her lips into his mouth and she groaned on Jason’s cock. It felt amazing as Jason’s whole shaft vibrated as she let out her pleasure. He flattened his tongue and ran it the full length of her slit. Rachel pulled off his cock to moan, then lunged back on it burying the full length in her throat. It was Jason’s turn to groan and he buried his face in her cunt, lapping at her slick channel as she frantically worked. She only felt guiltier because she knew this night out was David's way of trying to introduce a spark into their married life. He had been very patient and did not even ask about her change in attitude, but Rebecca knew he would if she kept acting so strangely. But she couldn't tell him. She made herself flirt with him and had some extra wine after dinner hoping it would loosen her up. After her little encounter with their son it the kitchen sex was the last thing on her mind, but she owed it. Instead I was an effeminate guy, of slight build and few friends. Cycling my girls bike did something for me. Was it the wind in my hair? The breeze on my soft skin or the position I sat? I really didn't know but unlike a boys racer or a mountain bike I felt more girlie than ever and even imagined wearing a dress as I pedalled, the material billowing out behind in celebration as I rode.As expected it was incapable of going faster than a few sedate miles per hour or performing dramatic slides,.