There is absolutely no romance involved. There is no love or affection. I’ve seen women in such ecstasy, unable to control themselves in the throes ...of the orgasms they give and they often pass out from the intensity of the pleasure at the hands of these men. Peter, I want that. I want to experience that level of intense pleasure. I asked if they will let me join their group and they’ve agreed."She saw the expression on my face and paused.I was stunned. My wife had just told me that she was. I was tired now. I was losing. I couldn't fight him."That's right, give up you fucking slut."Both my hands were trapped in one of his as he reached down with his free hand to the outside of my thigh, just under my ass. Bringing my awareness down there aswell. I could feel his erection through his jeans where it pressed against my lower belly.I jerked and tried to twist away as the tips of his fingers brushed roughly against the sensitive lips of my pussy and he shoved one finger, hard and. On Friday morning, I sat in front of the computer in my office checking my email and story comments. Comments like, “Kelly, you are amazing!” or “reading about the adventures of Kelly & Gibson make my panties moist” were having a dizzying effect on me. I was getting hornier the more I read. I realized that my panties were completely soaked, and I worried I'd soon have a wet spot on the bottom of my skirt from the way I was shifting in my seat. It was time to do something about it!I locked my. She saw Adam's eyes drop down and gaze up her skirt, now hiding nothing."Like the view?" she asked him.Caught, he began to stutter, "Um ... uh..." I'll take that as a yes. Don't worry. Want a better look?" she asked. Without waiting for an answer she reached down and pulled up the mini-skirt so it was bunched around the waist. She then moved across the couch and pressed her lips against his.He kissed her back, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. His hands reached around behind her and cupped.