. I felt my spirit quail: yes, I'd told him how I wanted a wall, to be bent over a wall somewhere desolate and out in the middle of nowhere, and used...no matter how much........no matter how much I pretended to beg them to stop.And yes: I'd told him at the end of the fantasy that I woldn't mind him bringing a friend along.I tried to protest but they were already starting. I was pushed over, pulled, thrown; my clothes were torn off from every direction until I was naked and shivering with cold. Releasing her, Lisa opened her legs and pushed Leanne between them. "Get me ready," she said gently.Leanne knelt between my wife's legs, inspecting her pussy. Again there was a moment of hesitation, but she had proved that she was willing to go with the flow, and as she ducked her head, kissing Lisa's thighs, I looked at the joy on my wife's face, and knew this was going to be great. As Lisa moaned, presumably because Leanne's tongue had made contact with a sensitive area, I quietly started to. Margaret took control of the situation and suggested that the two of them phone the remaining members of the DWC, brief them on the information gained so far and give instructions to interrogate the men and pressurise them into revealing the truth about what had happened the previous evening. In addition, Margaret convened an emergency lunchtime meeting of the DWC at a local restaurant. Attendance was mandatory and no excuses would be tolerated.Margaret had just finished calling the half-dozen. We waded through the people fucking on the floor and took off. We went to her little apartment in town and fucked out brains out. The next morning we decided I belonged with her. We went to our classes days and studied and fucked nights. That first night I had trouble getting into her. I forced my head in and stopped. It was like trying to shove a fist in a wine bottle. “Wait,” I told her. I pulled out and positioned us for sixty-nine. I started slurping and licking and she took me into her.