I felt a feeling I had never felt before. I knew for a fact she was going to be fucked and I didn't want that to happen. Well that's true, I wanted he... to have sex but I wanted to watch. I had no idea that at the moment I had just become a Cuckold husband.It was the longest six days of my life whole she was gone. She was due home Saturday around lunch. Well at two o clock she still wasn't home. I was just starting to worry when I heard her car pulling into the garage. I literally ran out to. Their pubic hair meshed and their groins pressed together, seeking the release both of them desperately needed. ‘Cummmmmminnnnnggggg!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!! Fuck meeeeeee, Stacey!!! My…Goddddddd!!! My Goddddd!!! Give it to meeeeeeeeeeee!!!!’ Carol cried. Her clawed fingers raked the young man’s back as superb sensations roiled though her. ‘Ahhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!!!’ Stacey groaned, exploding into her, experiencing sensations so sweet they were almost painful. What felt like a. He hadn't wished to be rude, but the old fellow had just about talked his ear off! Now privy to more facts about the local pig population than he believed necessary or desirable, The twenty-minute trip from the rail station had seemed like an hour!"The house looks larger in the photos." He mused aloud, putting pork production firmly into the past as he tugged at his collar, making a quick check of his appearance.Dressed in formal business attire, as was only proper when calling on royalty.. She looks at him, and shyly nods, nervous but excited. He nods towards the elevators, and tells her he'll meet her over there. He requests a bottle of champagne from the bar, and walks towards her, holding a bucket of ice with the drink and two glasses. As he walks towards the elevators, he allows himself to look at her properly, up and down. Her black dress shows off her curves, with some light jewelry complimenting her pale skin. Her hair is piled on top of her head in a dark messy bun,.