He's away at the moment soI'm looking after his farm for this fortnight." She looked at both of thewomen and at Simone and despite her initial indigna...ion she was beginningto become aroused. "I heard a few sounds coming from this direction andcame over to check it out. So I ask again what is going on here." Cherielooked across the flesh of their sex-toy at Susie before answering. "Mygirlfriend and I are fucking this little sissy boy. We're abusing herbody for our own sexual gratification but. And where is that, you ask? At the foot of my marriage bed, watching some young, hung, bull fucking my middle aged wife, Sarah. How did I get here? It’s been a long journey, one that started in college. On scholarship, working in the Library, this very cute freshman came in looking for a book on reserve for students taking a particular Philosophy class. Unfortunately, all the copies were out. Fortunately, I had a personal copy that I told her she could borrow….under one condition. If she would. I tried to calm her fears but I didn’t say anything, but I knew from the lads who took her away, that Steph had been crated and shipped via Lowestoft – Marseille and Port Elizabeth to a brothel in Soweto, specialising in white cunt for those that could pay. One of the lads explained that nobody came back from that trip. Her lifestyle made it easy for the locals not to miss her or care. My own penance was to be locked up in a cage for the six months. Tough at first, but cheap scotch helped dull. He just lay her back on the bed and without any foreplay at all he rammed his monster cock right up her cunt and pounded it until it was sore.Once he’s blown his load he checked the clock and told her he had an early practice and off he went. He did ask her out again but she just made a silly excuse and he seemed to get the message.Her next attempt at a campus relationship was with the gym teacher. They used to run into each other while jogging, and one day she asked him up for coffee. Well one.