"You are the Mistress, Roberta. You are the glorious woman I have worshipped for so long ever since I saw you running with the King's carriage. Those ...fools at the village might have forced me to call you my slave, but we both know better than that!" I think, for the purposes of the journey, with you clothed and riding a horse and me naked and on foot, it makes sense if others think of me as the slave, Paula! That way my nudity might not get me into quite so much trouble! And this pretence will. You’re just in time for Mary Ann and Jack’s wedding. Grab a cab and come on over. By the way, where are we going?’ She listened for a moment. ‘San Diego! Hot damn. That’s wonderful. I love that place. Okay, honey, get on over here. I need to rape you. I’ll hand the phone to Beth. She’ll give you the address.’ She did, and I gave him our street and number, finishing by saying, ‘Your wife isn’t the only one who wants a piece of you.’ He laughed and said, ‘That’s good, because I’m definitely a. He raised one of her legs, and began running his cock between the distended lips of her cunt. He captured her lips - her mouth, and then captured her cunt lips by sliding his prick deep into her pussy.After a few moments of mutual enjoyment, my wife whispered in Joe's ear and he re-positioned his feet. Then she raised her second leg, wrapping it around her back. She clung to him like a bear, and then they began to grind against one another. Not so much fucking, just enjoying the feeling of skin. What else are we to do but to give in to it? Rather, I become his servant and surrender to him. There is no question, two people who are drawn in this way will fuck on desire, wherever and whenever the impulse takes place. And so the true story begins this way. David had a great idea, “Let’s take a drive through the country side. I’ll show you a property I might be listing”. Of course I was interested. We would spend the day together before I was due to be at work in the afternoon. With David.