.I thought to myself smirking asB-boye's trophy wife stood fixing her tight hip hugging jean skirt ..The thing barely covered her semi flat ass behind...!..And that see through sheer flowery short sleeve belly shirt barely covered her enhanced boobs!..We brought hair..them boobs.. I felt out of my league over here sometimes but never let them see those feelings surface..Not even Will knew..Dawn you want to help?..Sure ..I say far too quickly..Now I was sure that my nervousness showed.. Chrissy and. This is not just rough, this is vicious. It is deliberately meant to hurt, and certainly not what I want just now.The initial shock has begun to wear off and I have managed to relax enough to accept what he is doing, as I must if I do not wish to be torn open. But it is like being fucked with a tire iron. “Oh yeah, baby. That’s it. Take it. Show me how much you like me to treat you this way.”“No. Please!”He reaches around and takes hold of my cock, which is half hard by now. I am shamed. A wonder ending to a wonderful night for both of us. How many times did I cum,....?who cares!I get up to visit the restroom, I suddenly feel a different urgent need!!After a few minutes of draining my bladder, Doug knocks softly on the door...."Wendy, my darling, may I join you?" Ok?" Doug walks into the bathroom, his flaccid cock is conveniently at lip level, I give in and caress his cock with my lips and tongue. I savour the feeling of my lover expanding once again in my mouth. I slide a. I'm dead. You're dead. We're dead," he moaned."No, we are not," I giggled. "He can't say a fucking word about this, not with all the affairs he's had. Look, I was kidding about you not being done yet. Let's get dressed and go rustle up some breakfast." OK, if you say so," he said. "Missy?" I looked at him. He took a deep breath. "I love you." You do?" I squeaked."Yeah," he smiled."Oh, God," I said, my heart racing. Somebody loves me. How the fuck did that happen? However it happened, I wasn't.