"You know what sex is. You don't know what it could be." He lifted my chin so I had to look at him again. "I'm going to kiss you." Before I could obje...t again, his lips were on mine, demanding and hot. I swayed back against the desk and with a little lift under my hips, found myself seated on it. He stepped between my legs, pulled me forward by the thighs, and wedged himself between my legs. My skirt was high on my legs. He ran his hands up my back, my body thrilled in spite of me. I found. Even with all the saliva running down and dripping off I still couldn't get out. I thought back to my thoughts as I was putting my cock and balls through this hole. And how I didn't think about what usually happens when I wear a cockring. Suddenly I'm snapped back to the present as I hear bumping on the other side. I heard two thumps about head height on the other side. Then I felt an extremely wet pussy slide onto my cock. God if felt good. I felt like a woman that loved getting fucked. Each. She couldn’t look at him. Not that she was mad or anything, she just didn’t know what to say, how to act. This was awkward to say the least. “I’m sorry” he said.“Don’t be, it’s ok, you can do what you want” she replied, not coldly, but not lovingly either. She didn’t want to be dismissive, she wanted him to know she respected his privacy, his “hidden desires”, that she wasn’t going to get in the way of them. What he wanted her to say was that he better still have his balls full, because it had. Besides,I wanted to see him spunk up her, to see how she would react. In ourfantasies I had often said I would lick another man’s spunk from herpussy if she let someone else fuck her. I wanted her to get her oats from Efan and she was in no stateto stop him. She was urging him on to fuck her. I stared as his thick,black length squeezed into my Christi’s cunt. I gasped, “Give it toher Efan, fuck the arse off her for me.” I watched as my wife wasshagged silly by a boy half.