As they did it, she didn't resist them. She let go of her habit and suddenly her religion was plucked from her and dangling at the end of a sword. The... came her veil and finally her wimple and she was naked, her nipples hard and erect. A hand was placed on her shoulder and this pressed her down to her knees, and from here, her head was coerced against the stump of a tree.She glanced nervously at the size of my erection and didn't look away as a Gens d'Armes placed his heavy boot onto the side. Oh shit! My husband! The memory of me confessing my whorish nature to Mike came flooding back to me. Has he left me? Oh no! The night before was cloudy and I couldn’t remember things in a linear way. That happens sometimes when I become so cock hungry that it actually becomes a feverish haze of greedy cocklust. It is something that I love so much that it usually leaves me with a nasty and warm feeling of contentment but not this time. This time it was accompanied by a feeling of dread. I tried. I also liked hearing people talking about men who had had their heads shaved like Errol Brown from Hot Chocolate and why he had done it, he was cooler than Telly Savalas who was also shaved bald, well cooler than mostly everyone because he was younger and what had made him think it was a great idea to have his head shaved at such a young age and how much courage was needed to ask the barber to do it. I also used to love Kung Fu on the telly because boys of my age on there had their heads. But this time we were both drunk, so who knew what would happen.We began to watch some lebian porn i had downloaded, making comments here and there about how hot it was and how watching this stuff always made us super horny. He said he was deffinitly gonna be jerkin it the second he got home after leavin my house. Being drunk, and having done it before i said hey man dont worry about it, just cover yourself with a blanket and go to it, i didnt care. He was sitting on the end of my bed looking.