I had four full loads of burning semen deep inside my anus, which was so sore now…Bart smiled at me while he dressed up. He said merrily:“You bitc...; you are the best one… I will ask Jerome to let me fuck you very soon…”Then he left, not giving me even a single goodbye kiss…I drove back home again and when I arrived I called Jerome.He told me his friend was very glad and thankful by sodomizing me…“Thanks to you my white bitch; now get your married pussy wet and open for me…” Half an hour later. So, I quickly ran over to the outside of the girls' room and perched myself up on a few tree stumps and piles of leaves to see up over into your stall from the outside and once I saw what was going on… I have to admit I got a little excited myself.” I was still in the middle of confusion and embarrassment but the idea of Reese getting turned on by watching me get turned on my watching Amalie get turned on… really turned me on. “So, after the show was over and everyone ran home I followed Amalie. Somehow, using my profile identity helped keep things at a distance, allowed me to pretend none of this was real. I needed that illusion. "Do you have a webcam, Mrs D?" I didn't. After asking why he wanted to know, I blushed on hearing the answer. Three days later, the boys and hubby having travelled up to Old Trafford soccer ground to support their beloved Gunners against Manchester United, I lay on my bed in just knickers and t-shirt and logged on to my Skype account with my newly-acquired. I was thinking: “Damn, she is really something…” It was obvious that she wanted me to give it to her. The only question was if I really wanted that too…Then, one day, at the lunch time, when I was around, she had a banana for desert, telling me she bought it only to show me how a real woman sucks a cock. “First, you must tease the head of it with your tongue, and then you suck it until it cums…” she said, and then she showed it to me, licking it up and down, taking it in her mouth (I realised.