My successful shifting of my body to keep me from being directly beneath a stranger's sack not only gave me some room to breathe but also allowed me a...better view of the other end of Katie's body, where I could see Keith's cock plunder that shit hole while I, of course, pleasured my own dick by plugging that pussy.The moans and cries coming from Katie were muffled out once Dan shoved his prick into her mouth. From the bottom position, I could see not only how Keith leaned forward and really. From then on playing the game fantasising about Harry and Helen became part of our life together. When Dorothy felt a little bored she might say “I want Harry tonight. I need a fuck, Harry. Come and fuck me, Harry” and I would, or, I might ask her to be Helen, or sometimes we would pretend to be Harry and Helen and imagine what they might do in bed together. It added to our fun.This did have some consequences in our real lives. I found myself having inappropriate thoughts about Helen at. I am doing things that I never thought myself capable of doing. I am a married woman with three children that up till recently led a relatively normal life. I have been married for over 20 years and like most married couples we have had some rocky times to get through in our lives. We reached a point of near divorce a few years back over some serious differences in sexual preference. My husband, Bill, had very strong interests in the bdsm lifestyle. I reluctantly went along with many of his. Ponti:“Pokey” my mom yelled from downstairs. “Get out of bed! It is summer time and you should spend the day outside and doing things, not in bed.”She woke me up from a sweet delicious dream about Ms. Smith, my raging hard on was proof enough of that. I wish that she would call me my real name Pontius. I guess that she did not like my father who was a Roman History professor before she caught him fucking his TA when I was young.“OK, MOM! I’m up” I yelled back down at her. I got out of bed and.