"Well, maybe a little", she said. "How much is a little?" I asked. She turned away "I can't believe I'm talking about this with a guy I just met. Quit... a lot actually. " And then "I do like the water jets. You just have to be discreet about it in a swimming pool, but it turns me on to be doing that when there are other people around. I was actually almost finished when I saw you watching me so I had to break it off..." "Don't stop on my account", I said. "There's one right here, motioning to. Fpppp.cough..” was all that could come out vocally as I was being brutally face fucked by this rigid scepter. I closed my eyes, holding back the tears that rolled down my cheeks and thought, ‘What would make him go over the edge?’ When the thought hit me like a bomb. I pulled away my hand that was so eagerly attending to my moist muffin and clumsily tried to jam it under him. Taking the hint he lifted higher into me and let my hand under his ass. My pussy juices gave me enough lube to play. She wanted to sleep with other women.Nikki even fantasized about fucking her own father.Pornography soon entered our bedroom. Nikki and I began watching others fucking on film as part of our foreplay. Nikki would choose the films from the adult video store. It was exciting to see her selections.Of her own volition, Nikki chose hardcore pornography. The films she selected were degrading and demeaning. Nikki opted for movies where women were treated as mere objects. The filth that Nikki and I. ’ ‘Steve,’ she said, stalling, ‘why don’t you find someone who does this for a living? Wouldn’t it be more satisfying to you if you found someone who enjoyed this sort of thing?’ He paused his advance toward her. ‘That’s exactly the reason,’ he said. ‘They want it.’ Her stomach turned, and she started to back away. She had been naive and weak when she married Steve, and so very young, but through their sixteen years of marriage, Christie had learned to be strong. To others, her submission.