I never did get the chance to have the sex I have wanted with her so badly. But I did have a rather curious encounter with her one morning not long ag.... It is something I will replay in my head for a long time to come.It was a Saturday morning, sometime around 10am. I was alone in our apartment, just getting the day started. Rebecca called and asked if she could come by and pick up my wife to go shopping. My wife, being on call that day, had to go into work and would be gone till late. The salesclerk is fucking her hard, as fast as he can. He soon comes inside her and pukks out, and a second man takes his place and starts xxxing Moe's wet cunt, still oozing the semen of the salesclerk. Her mouth is still full of my cock, but I feel the back of her throat with every thrust of the seconf guy hard and deep up inside her vagina. I can tell he has a very thick cock, and I know that Moe can feel it.The other men are still mauling her tits; the nipples are very stiff and hard now,. I struggle to push him away but stopped when he ran his fingers beneath the crouch of my wet panties and pulled them down over my thighs. Quickly his hand went back to my pussy and he inserted three long thick finger deep into my now raging cunt. He ran them in and out and in circles inside me until gasping for breath I had a leg shaking orgasm. Weak and moaning, I leaned into him for support my thighs quivering from the orgasm. He unzipped his pants and took out this long and fat cock and ran. “But I likes a fuck now’n again,” Cook said sullenly.Miss Fortesque came to the rescue, still with parts displayed she held up her dainty fist, “Mama used to have a servant girl pleasure her when Papa was away, her fist was much the same size as mine.”“You ent sticking no fist up my twat,” Cook said defensively, “What ever next.”“Cook get the Dinner, whether my angel sticks her fist in your admittedly cavernous womb is not a matter of the greatest urgency,” I opined.“Not to you mebbe, but I sin.