I'm coughing and screaming beneath the pillow and the weight of your hand leaning on it as you ram the full length of your cock through my ass into my...stomach.you roll me over, take the pillow case off the pillow and put it over my head so you cannot see my face. it is not worthy of being seen. my body is only good for one thing, there is no person, in your mind, just fuck holes to punish.you lift my legs over my head, get on top of me facing me and lean down, holding the pillows cases edges. We especially love hearing about husbands watching their wives being screwed by other men. My husband found it a real turn-on and often talked about seeing me with another man, although I wasn't sure that he'd find it so exciting if it really happened.I find young, pretty men very exciting, the androgenous kind, the ones you're not sure whether they are male or female, and I often fantasised about being screwed by one.Not long ago we went to a party and they'd hired a live band whose lead. Ding! Dong! Someone was at the front door. I quickly walked down to open the front door. Hello! Young man! Are your parents home? said a very older woman. No! There not here at the moment. I said. I quickly moved my eyes up and down. She was about 5ft 6 in her two inch very old fashion heels. She had white hose on her legs. A very long white skirt. She was wearing a big white fluffy sweater, that was stretched over her voluptuous chest. She stood there with her small hands on her wide hips. She. But she stayed and did what she was told. When he ordered her to bare her breasts, she did it even though she was very embarrassed. When he slapped her breasts, she should have refused to go any further and left right away, but she stayed. She continued to do everything he told her, even though part of her wanted to stop. Why couldn’t she stop herself? She had Sunday off and on the way home, decided she would spend it trying to figure out what she would do next. Because, while all of this was.