" Carol picked up her knickers, and found them sticky with still-warm semen. The two men waited while she tugged them up and arranged her skirt, then ...Carol and David walked out to the car. Carol sat carefully, wincing as her welted bottom settled on the seat.As David drove off, she asked him what had happened while she was outside, but David was too embarrassed to tell her. They drove home in silence, both thinking over what had happened, and neither of them inclined to talk about it. Moments. When she saw it was me, she opened the door and pointed at the staircase.“Second room on the right,” was all she said.I went up the stairs three at a time, found the right room and knocked lightly on the door. A muffled voice from within told me to go away. Well, that wasn’t even an option, so I twisted the knob and pushed open the door with enough velocity to almost rip it from its hinges.Feleena was lying propped up on some pillows as Rosa applied a cold rag to her bruised face. I walked over. I imagined how a woman would behave with his cock in front of them. I imagined all sorts.We arranged to meet.Meeting took a while, as we had to pick a weekend that Barry’s parents were away. He told me that I could travel down in the late afternoon and back home in the evening. As luck would have it he didn’t live all that far away, seventy miles at most, and in a region that my wife and I used to go walking, so a deception plan was not really needed as the wife’s new job made it difficult for. ‘Are you sure you want to do this?’ His voice was grave. I didn’t trust myself to speak, so I moved toward him and enveloped him instead. As we kissed that first time, his arms closed around me hesitantly, as if he thought I might change my mind and back away from him. I pulled him to me with all my strength, and his grip tightened in response. My feet nearly left the floor as we clung to one another. Somehow I’d known he was stronger than he looked. I maneuvered him toward my bed, and pressed.