Not his. Mine. I will whip it. Fuck it. Or dress it up like a slut and parade it around in public if I want." he says with force and conviction.She fi...ds it a little hard to process his statement. She was considered a strong woman. An equal partner with her husband and if truth be told a little more in control than hubby would ever admit. Nobody owns her! The very idea is obscene. Marriage is a partnership.But the idea that her whole life has changed is impossible to ignore. She was lying naked. My hairy pussy was warm and moist, my fingers were cold. I slid them between my slippery folds. My boyfriend took half a step back and watched eagerly. It was dark but our eyes had adjusted and there was enough of a moon to for him to make out my bare breasts and my hand disappearing inside my panties. I eased them down around my thighs revealing my hairy pussy. With the fingers of my left hand I eased my lips apart, while the fingers of my right hand slipped in and out of my tight young hole. “No more cheating!” I declared.She giggled, but continued. “Done.”I raised the lights and examined the container outside and in. “Nice job.”“But if I mess up the real thing, we’ll have to start over. A third time.”“Well, if you mess up, we can blame Shannon.”She clicked her tongue a couple of times. “You’re terrible.”“Yeah, you really have to watch out for me.” I tossed her the film roll and the can opener. “Ready?”“Oh dear ... Wait, I have it: a thumb war, and the winner has to do it?” she. “You’re not wearing panties”, he exclaimed. While rubbing the head of his dick against her wet pussy she leaned in and whispered in his ear, “ easy access. I’m going to fuck you.” He watched her close her eyes and bite her lower lip as she slid down his 7” cock. She stopped half way down, squeezed her eyes tighter and bit her lip a little harder as if in a little pain. His cock was a little thicker there so she stretched a little. After a couple seconds she went all the way down completely.