I lay her on her back and had my first missionary fuck with her. She smiled broadly as she realized I was going to fuck her while her husband and dau...hter watched. "Oh Peter! Fuck me baby! I want that hard prick inside of me." She pulled her knees back and apart. I had my hands on her knees while I tried to stab her cunt with my cock.Eddie said, "Allow me Peter." He used one hand to spread his wife's lips and the other hand to grasp my cock and direct the head to the mouth of his wife's. It was straight and smooth and had the most beautifully shaped head. It was right up there with the thickest cocks I’d encountered, and his balls were noticeably bigger than most.I loved how much my mouth excited him. I had total power over him when I sucked his cock, especially each time I took him to orgasm and he pumped out his hot cum load for me to swallow. He was a giving lover. He eagerly worked his fingers and tongue to please me. I orgasmed so much. He was an excellent fuck, too.He had. Riles held his hand firmly.The little farmhouse was rundown, looked almost abandoned. There were two gray mules, hobbled, trying to munch grass through the patchy snow. A small kitchen garden on the side, fallow until spring.I headed for the front door when Eugene whispered, “Round back.”The back door flew open and a tall, rangy man wearing dirty pants and the top to a pair of long johns burst out. I could smell whiskey on his breath. Stubbled cheeks, teeth stained from chaw tobacco.Riles. . the Devil ... Lucy, was in love ... WITH ME! Or at least had a big time crush on me. What was so special about me, when the last person she adored that much was Jehovah Himself, and he had brutally rejected her advances? This was beyond my ability to grasp, or so it felt. Why should the very Devil Herself have a romantic attachment to a mere mortal such as I?“Okay, then ... no more STIs, including HIV, HPV, etc. at all. None. Period. All gone. All cured. That removes the other big excuse for.