I'll...I'll leave now...",she said rather nervously,getting up. The moment she turned,I crept up behind her,held her thin waist tightly and clums...ly kissed her neck. "What are you doing,stop.....",she moaned,"This isn't right!". "Don't worry-I'm not asking you to get married to me.It's just that I want you and I know you need someone right now".The corny lines were straight out of a cheap romantic novel I'd decided to read once and regretted my decision after the first. Once they stop she looks up and sees us and so does he, they both smile at us. He slowly pulls out of her and I can see his cock is dripping wet with cum and my wife's thighs are all wet. She kind of just slumps over the arm of the couch and he sits down on the couch. Samantha pulls away from me and walks up behind my wife gets on her knees and pulls her ass cheeks apart and buries her face in her face in my wife's pussy my wife lets out a little gasp, Sam is licking the cum from her thighs and. As the story reached the rape, she read breathlessly. The woman was ravished and Elizabeth's face flushed as she read.I had my second fundamental realization of women sitting there in the pavilion. I would never have known that women could have desires just as men had until the experience of the ring. I now realized that the ring did not overwhelm a women's will, it released a part that was hidden. Perhaps it simply brushed aside the civilized restraint and brought forth the Adamic being, the. She begged me to pass the flat of my hand under my chin, and introduce my thumb within the lips below, where I was sucking, and move it backwards and forwards as much as I could. I did so, and immediately found that it added greatly to your mother’s delight. Faster and faster grew her movements, until, with a cry of delight, a firm pressure of my hand against her affair, and still firmer pressure on my thumb, she suddenly ceased all movement, her hands relaxed their hold of my head, the.