The wife whose name was Lolita gave me a funny look and pushed her husband forward like she was volunteering him for special duty.The weight of the hu...band on my petite frame was a bit of a shock but I did not mind too much because he was sporting the most enormous erection that was up at an angle that made penetration relatively easy. I just lifted my legs up instinctively and the wife grabbed my ankles and held me in place whilst he speared me with his tool in a way that took all of the wind. She stopped with my cock buried deep inside her, and allowed her body to adjust to me filling her pussy with cock, and slowly started to move the muscles inside her pussy while she sat there impaled on me, so it felt like she was trying to pull me even further inside her.She managed to move her legs to reach the floor, and started to push herself up and down on me, gripping the shaft of my cock with her pussy, so it felt incredibly tight around me, and her breathing was getting harder and more. It’s not really my hips that hurt it’s the muscles above my hips and around my stomach. It feels sore like I got some exercise. I mentioned this to R___ and he said “maybe you did some push-ups in your sleep.”“Right” I replied, or situps.” I remember after this conversation R___ sitting behind me in French class. His leg was bouncing up and down under the his so rapidly and hard that I felt the vibrations against my chair. I wondered if he knew what I meant and how crazy it drove me to have. “So what do you think?” Delilah asked, pausing long enough to consider everyone’s response.“It’s ... interesting.” Betty glanced between Gary and his girlfriend. “It’s definitely more appealing than some stranger off the street, but I realize this will never progress beyond tonight. I’m guessing there is some inner-group cross-over, however we define ourselves.”“She’s right,” Gary said. “There’s something there. Before Del and I got reacquainted, we tried dating others. It fell flat. Neither of.