“Thanks for the use of your missus!” one of themshouted to me. As the door closed the guy who was still fucking Patcalled me over.“D... you want to have a fuck of this lovely littlecunt?” he asked.“She’s my wife!” I said.“Was your wife!” He answered quietly. “Was your wife,she’s now our groupie. Our little ‘fuck-bag’ that wecan shag whenever we want to use her.” Did he know what he was saying? Did he know that. It really left me little choice. I got out of the car and went over to him. I grabbed for my clothes but he tossed them to the side and told me I had to suck his cock right there out in the open and then I could have my clothes. I was sucking his cock when in the distance we could hear a vehicle coming. I ran for Dan’s car and jumped it. As Dan was walking back to the car the vehicle got closer and we hoped it would just drive by since I did not think they saw me naked and sucking Dan’s. Memories of your friends, and girlfriend, and they way you used to sneak in and out. All of it feels so long ago now. It is difficult not to hope, that any moment a bunch of people would jump out and yell: SURPRISE! But at the same time, it feels really good to be home. In four years you haven't given this place a single thought (except during Christmas), and now it is to late. You can remember why you had stopped calling, and when, but not a single time you regretted it. Plenty of time for. I rested on my elbows, holding my weight off her little body."No," she said. "I wanna to feel yer whole body against mine. Yeah, lahk that. Jest lay on me lahk yer never gonna let me up." A dim thought drifted through my brain that I had totally forgotten to use the condom. Another dim thought followed that one, that if she got pregnant, I could sure do a lot worse than ask her to stay with me.We made slow, gentle love twice more during the night and awoke to the sun high in the sky. By the.