Then she felt it: the head of her husband's penis on the lips of her vagina. "Your head is so big!" she started to say, but never finished; he thrust ...is cock so deep into her that she gasped and arched her back as much as she could. Her tits pushed past her open blouse and pointed her hard nipples triumphantly up at the ceiling. Then he started ramming her, faster, faster, harder, harder, sending rush after rush of sexual energy through his wife, bouncing her titties like water balloons on her. ” he said with a laugh.Henry laughed nervously and, “uhm, well-”“Listen Henry, man to man, I love my daughter, you know, and if anything were to happen to her, I mean ANYTHING, well I just don’t know what I would do. You know what I mean? Henry?”“Uhm, well-”“Yeah, I think you do” he said with a wink of the eye. “Nice meeting you Henry, be safe.”Oh fuck, he knows! Oh my god, he is going to kill me. He is going to find me walking to school and kill me! No, he is going to sneak into my house while. She has been in love, sometimes with men, but it never sparked the transformative thoughts that swirled around inside her brain now. Gabrielle rushed over to friend and sank down beside her, clutching her arm which ignited a flurry of electric fireflies in Xena's body. There were no more words to be spoken now and Xena leaned over a kissed Gabrielle firmly upon the lips. She braced herself to be rebuffed and some retalitory actoin but none came. Gabrielle put her arms around Xena. "I have. My eyes wander over her petite frame. She doesn’t notice, or doesn’t mind. Most likely doesn’t notice. She seems distracted and at the same time focused. Not on us, but on something only she can see. Can’t be a day over nineteen. Raven hair, alabaster skin. And sharp Mediterranean features, but without the dark coloration. A stunning contrast. Her thin, shapely legs are accentuated by black stockings and heels. Gray tweed skirt, hemmed at mid-thigh, crisp white blouse with pale blue.