As I couldn't stand to accompany them, I went to the bedroom, took off all my clothes, put on a dress, lay down and felt comfortable in bed, because I... was at home. After a while, my husband went up to the bedroom and gave me a kiss. He said he was going to stop by the park to meet the staff and asked if I didn't want to go. I pretended I wasn't listening because I didn't feel like leaving. He got up, told Paulo that I had passed out and that he was going to leave. That if I woke up he was. She removed her hand from my cock, leaving my cum ready to start its short journey up my cock. My balls ached It was like being kicked in the balls only a different kind of hurt. Alice hadn’t missed a thing. She noticed the slight pre-cum that was running freely out of the top of my cock and down the sides.The clear sticky liquid wasn’t giving me any relief though in fact seeing Alice’s and Suzie’s faces made the ache worse. Pictures in my head of this young minx riding my cock were flashing. " Vicky blew on the tip of her cigarette."Extras?" Mary was bamboozled."God you are a ditzy bint! Going with some of the punters from theclub after work." She winked.Mary paled."You mean prostitution? That's illegal and I bet Millie would have afit!" Mary was aghast."What Millie don't know about, Millie shouldn't care about, and itain't brassing if you're on a date." Vicky smiled wickedly."A date that ends with your knickers around your ankles and a manbetween your legs," Mary. But that day, I just couldn’t get enough cocks. Well, one of those football players had this amazing ten-inch cock that I just couldn’t get enough of. That day, I took him in my pussy, up my ass, down my throat, between my jugs, anywhere and everywhere where I could experience his amazing shaft. He had made up a name for himself, William Washington Walker, and he thought it was cool that my first initial was also W, for Wendy. But I had no middle or last name, and he was always trying to come.