A lot of women have the **** fantasy or being taken against their will. I did not have a **** fantasy. However, to be dominated by a man and forced to...do things against my will did send a surge of excitement thru me. When our marital life fell into the usual rut marriages encounter or our sex life wasn’t frequent enough for my satisfaction I found myself fingering my pussy to orgasm. Often these would include fantasizing being taken by a stranger or faceless man. For some strange reason these. His bubble butt was barely contained in the jock strap. Once I could feel the resistance easing, I chanced a harder thrust, Sy's head shot back in ecstasy. I began to pound him then, my bollocks slapping against him in a rapid pattern. His ass jiggling with the motion of my ploughing into him ball deep. I pulled out then, without warning, his cunt was slow to react so his gape winked at me before closing up. Curtis was beside us the entire time, moving in and out, always aiming at the action. I. She turned towards me as I entered the room, ‘This is turning me on so much, you know where Lee is tonight?’ ‘Yes’, I said, ‘he has gone to Scotland for a meeting.’ ‘Wrong’ she snapped, ‘he has gone back to Newcastle, he is fucking his bit on the side, and he thinks I don’t know. He has been seeing her for years, ever since I was in hospital, now I don’t give a fuck anymore. I can see that I can still turn some people on, especially you. Now come over here’. I got closer to her, as soon as I. To my surprise, Mrs. M. didn't taste half bad. A little gamy, maybe, but god knows how long she and Aunt Margaret had been at it before I got there. My disgust didn't turn to nausea as I had expected. In fact, when Alice's mother started grinding her hips in response to my tonguing, I started getting a perverse little thrill from the power it gave me over her.I found her hard little clit and started playing with it. Mrs. Monroe rewarded me by nearly drowning me in her juices! My God! Did I do.