Jacqui had never had a lot to do with her husbands sports so knew very little of those who would be attending. But out of the corner of her eye she no...iced one she did, not only a sporting buddy but also a work mate of her husbands, Evan.In Evan god had created the precise reason married women realise why they aren’t so badly off. Nothing more than average looking he was simply a chauvinistic pig and asshole as most of the wives called him. Jacqui doubted there was a female at the party he had. “ So many men like to watch girls piss for them, I’ve done it loads of time, quite exciting sometimes.”Finished she wiped and flushed the loo, she turned the shower on and stepped in, holding the door open as she waited, I was soon in with her and soaping her young body, spending time washing between her open legs, my fingers were soon fucking her sweet little cunt making her gasp, I was quite rough but she seemed to like it like that, my cock was stiffening in anticipation of more fucking, see. The fact is I haven't asked her for years. As I told you a blow-up doll is more fun than Nora in bed." Oh, my poor dear Bobby Socks (all right, no smart-arse comments; that has always been Stella's pet name for me), let's go to bed and I'll make my little friend feel wanted," she suggested.It must have been about three in the morning when Stella was just attempting to get her little friend, as she refers to it, on duty again - I swear the woman is insatiable - when she suddenly lifted her head. It had started normally enough with Mark using the dildo on me. He had stripped me naked and had me lie on my back on the bed with my legs spread wide so he could sit between my knees. The dildo had been stroked over every inch of my body between my neck and my knees, it had been surprisingly erotic to watch as it glided over my lower belly, between my outstretched thighs,over my hard clit and through the juices leaking from my sex. He had made sure that I noticed when it was over my butt hole,.