And most of their cocks were already wet with pre-cum as I watched. To the enjoyment of my audience, over the dull, rapid ploof, ploof, ploof sound of...our bodies coming together, I was making the grunts of expelled air expected from a woman recieving hard sex. The grunts may have been from being fucked hard but the groans all mine as I got caught up in the excitement of having sex in front of others for the first time. My yell of, Oh, shit! Fuck me harder! was matched by other yells of, We. Nor was this even the worst of it. The plot holes in The Northern Jungle were many and some were wide enough to drive a tour bus and a freightliner through. For instance, the collapse of civilization was supposed to have happened so long before the events in the film that there were no written records or even genetic memory of a time when civilization was intact. Though no actual years were given, it was suggested that thirty or forty generations had passed. Yet, with all this, the evil army. I'd been with beth 23 years now, she was 41. A bbw, she had always been chubby which was something I loved, I loved to see curves. She wasn't fat but full figured with broad hips, a big fleshy ass and the most amazing 40E titties. She was wearing a blue patterned blouse, unbuttoned just one too many to reveal a little of that gorgeous deep cleavage, a knee length black skirt which hugged her generous figure, black nylons and her black shoes with the short heel. She looked very respectful, only. Just a couple of weeks ago I got a message back from her. We have started to catch up with each other. a lot has changed for the both of us over the months, her life hectic as ever mine is improving.I finally asked if she wanted to build up what we once had. I was excited to hear that she did. Now my mind is racing for a list of rules. How to word them? How to implement them? How to reward and discaplin/punish? I know she needs them, how else will she feel need and appreciated.The many months.