She wrapped her legs around my back, and slowly guided my prick inside her again.“Now, I want to lean right back,” she said. “Can you lean back ...against the wall, and have your hands behind me, so I don’t fall over?”We got ourselves positioned as she wanted, and she aimed between us, right on my shaft as it was sliding into her. She took three shots in succession, and then slid herself in to me, taking a few more shots.“Now fuck me, Will, come inside me!” she commanded, putting the camera. Relief was infrequent at Cambridge, every spare penny I had I invested and only some of it did I invest on playing poker, leaving none what so ever for liquor or whoring.Her bud was so inviting and as she pleasured Lucinda I pressed my member firmly against it, but it would not yield. Three times she resisted me but then her gleaming of moist slot distracted me, why not use the sweet soft yielding womb orifice rather than struggle to force an entry to her tight brown anal passage.So the die was. Perhaps, I decided, I turn into the depraved, cum-fixated whore that I am, only when I have gone for prolonged periods of time without sex. The hornier I got the filthier I got and perhaps…. Possibly, with a regular intake of sex (and spunk!) I could pretend to be normal? ‘Phuk normality!’ I thought as Terry, dragged me by the hand off the beaten track of the woods we were in, with a cheeky, sexy smile on his face. “Ooooo… snack time?!” I asked but never got a. "2. Bob is to sit out in full view in the back garden until I get there!" retorted Pamela.Suddenly Janice fell silent and stared at Bob; Bob immediately tried to apologise but Pamela would hear none of it. Instead she snapped that one of them was going to be punished and she was going to allow them to choose who that would be.Ever the gent around his wife; Bob volunteered to accept whatever punishment Pamela wished to hand out. Accepting this Pamela told him she would think up a suitable.