"He was surprised to hear that he needed to tune in to the language of the Saxons and focussed on doing so. At once the woman's thoughts became clear ...and he listened with growing anger and concern at what was going through her head."He will have been drinking and whoring again and no doubt he'll return around lunchtime, smelling like the filthy savage he is and ready to beat me for his enjoyment once more."The women snuffled as she let herself remember the constant heavy beatings she had been. We moved into our new house a week after the summer holidays began. Instead of having six weeks playing with mates in the city, hitting the pictures, lurking around the shops, I was stuck in this god forsaken small town. Dad was busy with work; mum was trying to work out how best to decorate our new five bedroom house, which left us kids with nothing to do during the day. British Telecom and NTL had screwed up our order, so we didn't have telephone or Internet and our 'progressive' parents. With my mind distracted from the unbelievable scene playing itself out on the stage right in front of us, I rested my hand on Trisha’s knee and slowly inched my finger under her skirt up her soft, smooth thigh, feeling the heat of her body, noticing her opening her knees to allow me to explore and feel her very damp, silken panties. As I toyed with Trisha’s panties, not quite having the bravery to reach my fingers under them, I couldn’t help but pay attention to Michelle on the stage right in. I suppose it was my first taste of cuckolding a husband while I had my pleasure with his wife. I have also had a couple of times when the hubby was not happy and gave my a bit of a kicking for fucking his wife, but it’s always worth it just to fuck another mans wife.The story that I would like to tell you about is how I ended up fucking a very sexy Mature Lady in her 70’s when her hubby was out playing Golf, I live on a quiet Island just off the UK mainland and it’s a tourist hot spot for OAP’s.