But her new husband was so very excitable watching her with his best friends hand inside her dress. She was pleased that such a small thing as having ...her breast m*****ed by a third part, made her husband thrill, and she wanted to so make him happy with her. The honeymoon was a step up in her duties. He always loved watching her being taken by ‘unexpected’ men he f***ed on her and he delighted in photographing and videoing her thus. He showed the videos and pictures to his friends and then. I managed to stay out of her way and by lunchtime they’d all decided they were going up the pub for the hair of the dog, so I got the place back to myself.About half past one there was a ring on the door bell and I opened it to find Angie there.“Hi,” she said. “Can I come in?”“Sure, but Jill is out, I’m afraid.” I told her about the previous night.“That’s OK. I wanted to talk to you. How are things working out with Sally?”“Yeah. All right I guess. She’s fair enough. I mean I never saw myself as. ." I felt my face redden and hepushed me down.He held me there firmly for what seemed like hours as I licked andsucked and dug my tongue into his shithole."That's my dirty girl, lick it, slide your tongue in my shithole..."I grunted in submission and suddenly I felt something different. I knewall to well what was coming next, and I begged him to let me go to thebathroom."Pretty, pretty please... Mister, I have to go... I have to go poo, soo-soobad..." With your tongue swirling around my dirty. His soul-mate Molly had passed the previous winter from some unexplained virus that no doctor was able to pin down with a nice-sounding title.His body was ample evidence of the numerous close shaves he had gotten into with the knife scars and the bullet holes and even the flattened part of his skull where he was crowned with a hundred year old brick launched by a defective blasting cap purchased from an unreliable source.The limp was not the result of a revenge inspired "capping" exploit that.