'Since you've got a free Friday night what have you got planned, a quiet night in talking to a friend by phone or are you meeting up with your friends... and going out somewhere?''A bit of both actually, I am talking to a friend right now, he is also my boyfriend, my savior, my lover and my husband, and he just needs get old enough for us to make if public. Love you.'She continued, 'anyway, I am just waiting for the others to arrive, when I told Becky I would not be going out tonight she called. "Suck this, baby. Suck it like your friend's sucking in the next room," Peter said in a low, husky voice as he moved in front of her and bent his knees slightly. Elaine opened her eyes and saw a fat, little cock stiffening gradually in front of her nose. She could smell the stuffy, acrid odour of Peter's crotch, a smell that normally would've made her throw up. But her snatch was turning into a forest fire. The dog had made her so horny she would have sucked King Kong's furry dick. She dug her. 'Chelsea, prove that I own you.'Before I could respond another message came through.'I want you to go into your kitchen, open a kitchen drawer and pull out a big wooden spoon with a long handle. I want you to wash it, then push it into your wet pussy. I want you to fuck yourself with it slowly. Send proof.'I replied, 'what, now?' He quickly responded with 'No, on the bus. Do it for me, Chelsea.'I quickly grabbed the spoon and headed towards the bus, ignoring my mum's boyfriend as he tried to. He spewed cum and our fucking became even easier. Still I continued. I clenched and kept rising and falling. His cock remained hard and I kept fucking. I was beyond thought, consideration, or deliberate action. I just fucked. My body was on fire. I had never felt anything like this, filled to capacity but somehow wanting … no demandign more. I orgasmed. I exploded. I had to lean forward as my body shook and convulsed. My breasts heaved and swung wildly as I continued to fuck him.