I tried pushing it back in to my wife's little pussy. It didn't seem to go. Russell laughed and instructed me again. "Just put the head in, boy. Pull ...ack the skin and it'll go in nicely." "Please, darling," added my wife, "put it back in!" I did has he asked. I felt a thrill re-inserting that big black knob. Once it was in, Russell put as much into to her with one stroke as he could. It took a little time to get her to accept it all. Let's just say that if Jen was flying with Andre, then she. They said hi and asked if I was heading somewhere as they finished peeing and approached me. One was not too tall and a bit chubby and evidently gay, the other one was tall and fit, short hair and tattooed arms. As usual, I still kept alert in case the guys got aggressive or anything. But they were rather friendly and started walking with me in the park, asked if I lived nearby to which I only replied that kind of. The chubby guy asked me for a cigarette and we stopped by a park bench. I had. He didn't get a chance to ring the bell when the door opened and he was ushered inside where introductions were made. He had met Marion before, she was friendly but certainly not his cup of tea, but when the other woman, the Jo he was told about was introduced, his interest was very much on deck, especially from her neck down; her tits were melons and there size made wearing a bra difficult and as she walked they wobbled and bounced, much to his delight for she was braless.The picnic was loaded. ''Kinky bitch.''In case he tries to attack me, or something.''Of course, pet.'She sighed. Brendan appeared close behind her, turning her from the mirror to face him; his touch felt strange, without warmth, with her second skin separating them. 'Think of it this way: what's the worst that can happen?'He kissed her plastic lips, inserting his tongue past them into her real mouth before she could answer.Timing was critical. Brendan said Darragh visited his latex harem at more or less the same.