”Johnny gently pushes me back on to the bed and reached down and spread my legs wide apart. Standing beside the bed, he took his hard cock in hand ...nd started rubbing the head up and down my slit, stopping to rub my clit from time to time. I could feel my pussy getting wet; all at once Johnny popped the head of his cock into my pussy, pulling me toward him until I could feel it all inside of me. It hurt and felt good all at the same time. Slowly he started fucking my wet tight pussy, using. The cock in my ass starts slowly working in and out, sliding in farther and farther each time. I'm moaning now around the cock in my mouth which has changed numerous times as the guys in front of me rotate to get a turn. My wife is taking continuous pictures and is now talking dirty to me, asking me if I like sucking cock for her. I pause for a second and take the cock out of my mouth and I look back and see the guy fucking my ass. He's athletic and hot like the rest. My wife must have hand. My head fell forward and tears fell onto the pale blue of my dress. Why does water show so clearly on pale blue? I half pulled myself together and took another cigarette from Tippi’s pack and lit it. I waited for her to tell me off for smoking – I only stopped because she’d told me to, had begged me to. She didn’t. Instead she sat beside me and looked out over the view but I knew she wasn’t seeing it any more than I was. Her voice was low and calm. ‘Of course I knew. If I had ever, ever had a. Mike woke early to the horrific realisation that he had slept with Sandra, who looked to him to be an enormous hundred and fifty kilo bear. He quietly slipped out of bed and muttered. “Jesus, how drunk was I last night?” “What did you say honey?” Sandra asked from the bed. “I said last night was great,” Mike said then proceeded to the bathroom. “Certainly hears like a bear,” he muttered after he had closed the door. He had been pleasantly surprised to find he wasn’t hung over then horrified.