He couldn't keep his eyes off me.We had a very affluent lifestyle and he was well known in the village where we lived. My husband had a business that ...was just about getting by but he wanted more, quite a lot more. Peter had the ambition, but not the means to succeed. Being so small I had to have my clothes specially made because I was not going to buy off the peg from children's shops.Luckily for me, my Aunty May was a dressmaker of some repute and she lived just twelve miles away. During a. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to make things weird, but it's hard for me not to worry about you," I explained."It's ok… Like, I know you're just checking on me. You're the only one who does," and Ava gave me another peck on the cheek, still shy though."And I always will," I said, kissing her back but going for a light peck on her lips instead, which not only caught her by surprise but also made her smile. "In fact, there's another thing we have to talk about…."My face turned serious for a moment,. I was lost in my thoughts. She won't go through with it I kept telling myself. But I couldn't help picturing him fucking my wife. These mental images had caused me to get aroused and soon I had to place the napkin over my lap to hide the problem.In the middle of all of this I was brought back to reality by the ringing of my cell phone. I looked and it was a call from my wife. I answered quickly and said, "Honey?"Steve responded, "she's my honey tonight. I am fucking her right now and wanted to. Three if the men, two black and one white were indeed very big. Bigger than any cocks she had taken before. None of those were going together in her ass she decided.Grace was laid down on the bed and each took it in turn to fuck her pussy whilst another was in her mouth. Then she was turned over onto her tummy and her ass was plowed by each.Grace was starting to enjoy it now and her body was showing signs she would climax.When Pig laid on the bed and she was told to sit down facing the audience.