Her mouthkissing my neck, one hand stroking my breast, the other hand slidingbetween my legs. Her fingers slipping in and out of my pussy. I squeezedh...er fingers as she slid them in and it felt so amazing. I could feelmyself building for another orgasm. I turned my head and slipped mytongue into my wife's mouth as she stroked my clit with her thumb whileher fingers were deep inside. I had my second orgasm and it seemed tolast forever.We climbed out of the shower and dried ourselves off. I. You have something in all three of your fuck holes proving you are the whore you described when we were drinking. Me and three of the guys take an arm or leg each and stretch you across the table holding you wide open ready for each of us to fuck you in turn. I suggest slipping a pool ball up inside your wet pussy and making you push it out. You plead for me not to but your dripping fuck hole offers no resistance as it slides in easily. I lose my 8 ball for less than a couple of seconds as one. Well for the next two days I was the only one she'd even talk to. She stayed in my room and wouldn't even come downstairs for meals. I was afraid we'd have to take her to a psychiatrist, but then she quieted down when she realized she'd be in a girls-only school and I'd be there with her."I'm really sorry I didn't talk to you more, but with everything going on..." Beth, don't beat yourself up over what happened. It took a few days, but eventually I figured out more-or-less what was happening. Her body was soft and smooth. Her breasts were full. Helen took my erect cock into her hand and slowly rubbed it on her cunt. I felt it was sticky and slippery. All this time I never left her boobs. I switched right breast to left breast and back to right breast. I heard her saying push and I pushed. I was slipping into a slippery tunnel. I felt giddy. She tightened me with her legs. I heard whispering. "move slowly!" uhh...uhhh.... oh, suck my tits....oh! She was shaking her head sideways and.