Martin said, "Now I can understand why the missus was so eager to fuck us. Shit, I bet she never felt you when you had that pencil dick in her. Hell, ... bet you never even got it in her."Everyone was laughing hard except Jimmy; he looked close to tears.Martin said, "Come over here and sit down. I'm going to show you how real men fucks a woman. This bitch in this movie couldn't get enough cock. She begged and begged for more. You got to see your wife and how much she loves to fuck guys with big. Face down. Now.” His words seemed to become more entrancing and more commanding with every syllable. She turned away from him, acutely aware of his unflinching gaze falling over her body, and did as she was told - proceeding to the bedroom, lying face down atop the duvet, her face buried in the pillows. God, but the waiting was killing her. She heard the distinct sound of a belt being undone, of clothing crumpling to the floor, and the sound of ice clinking again in his Scotch glass as he took. ” I said, “You got to be out of your fucking mind if you think I will have my wife giving up her ass to a complete stranger!” That stopped the conversation in its place. However, after about another month of convincing me of how fun it will be she convinced me to help her with creating her advertising. She said, “I can have all my dates here at the house and you can be here when the dates arrive to make sure that nothing gets out of control.” That seemed to make sense to me and calm my attitude. Strangely, she didn't feel ashamed of her nakedness any more. "It is only fair," said Noor finally."What's only fair?" asked Anna, but she didn't need an answer. Noor reached down and pulled her tunic over her head, exposing her own small breasts, more pale than her face and hands, with large dark nipples rising from them coyly. Her form was hardened from riding and living in the wild, athletic and supple. But her skin looked soft, softer even than Anna's. Her neck was long like a gazelle,.