Far from it. She reveled in being taken so hard by yet another futa, accepting yet more dick inside her pussy. She didn’t have God’s cum in her an...more, since that was her old body, but she now had Erica’s ... and I knew from reading her mind that she delighted in the slimy feeling of it.As for Erica and Heather, the latter enjoyed what happened even more than the former right then. She really loved getting screwed by her daughters, particularly now that they were futa and could use the real. " She grabbed my arm, and we left them there and hurried down the street, not looking back.I patted her rump and put my arm about her slim shoulders, hardened by the fight and trying not to think lustfully about her. Then we heard running boots behind us. I pushed her into a doorway and drew my big knife. Around the corner came the young man who had just lost his friend and his sweetheart. He was angry, furious, embarrassed, not thinking very straight, and I almost regretted having to kill him.. It seems unfair to leave him out of this little conversation," I said.I had walked in on them just fifteen minutes prior to the current conversation. Leslie Ford, my wife, was getting it hot and heavy by the man who had been my best friend since age six, thirty years and counting. Talk about cliché's.After the initial yelling and running around trying to find discarded underwear et cetera, I had suggested that instead of my doing something untoward, like beating the shit out of Roger, that we. “This what you wanted Hun? You want to watch him fuck my pussy?” Stacy askedHe just nods. She pushes back and he entered her. She presses her ass all the way back. She moaned and keep eye contact with her husband as the guy starts pumping. She grunted with each thrust. “Fuck me!” She moaned; the guy starts pumping faster. You can hear as the guy hits the wall with every thrust. Stacy can feel her excitement build. Some stranger is fucking her. She had never had sex with someone she did not.