Huge Red Toy In Her Opened Anus

I went to the ladies to freshen up…my face was flushed from the wine…my panties were almost dripping…I took them off, wrapped them in a paper towel and put them in my purse. I wiped myself off but that sent more shivers…my lips were puffed up and wiping got me hot but it was time to go…I couldn’t stay the night in the bathroom! Johnnie finally…finally…finished his pint and off we went…waving good night to the bar keep…the men at the bar gave us…me…a last smile and wave…and off we popped. It was very dark outside and the crickets were in full voice…no moon and secluded. There was a low wall along one side of the pub…Johnnie pushed me against it and kissed me full on the lips…his tongue went inside my mouth, exploring my mouth. My tongue pushed back…”How dare he,” I thought as he insinuated it in and around my tongue…I jerked my head back and he looked me in the eyes, smiling…his arms were around my waist. “You’re really pretty tonight…did you see those men looking at you. Jealous of me to be with a hot girl.” I heard the office girls saying: “…walking home with Johnnie is just the start of things…” Johnnie’s mouth was on me again…I was wet again…as his tongue wetted mine and my mouth felt thick…his breath hot on my cheek…I looked to see if there was anyone about…we were alone…laughter and noise from inside…but very quiet along the pub wall except for crickets…I kissed him back and licked inside his mouth…I shouldn’t have taken off my panties I thought…I was very wet again and maybe the girls were right: “…it was just the start of things…” I was a good girl Toys but my body was being bad…his breath on my face…my breath on his…my tongue on his…I felt dizzy…the night was cool but I was hot…he pulled me to him and told me how pretty I was and how he wanted to “fuck” me…there was that word again. I wasn’t going to “fuck” him and told him “No.” But his tongue was whispering to me and his lips were teasing me and I was wet and hot and said “Johnnie…please don’t…please…” He lifted me onto the wall…holding my waist with his hands, I pushed on his shoulders but our waists were aligned…my bottom on the wall his waist pressing against me. I looked to be sure we were alone. I heard him unzip and he was around Lesbian my waist again…moving between my legs and I felt the cloth of his pants against them…pushing and spreading them…”Please Johnnie, “ I said again but it was not a “please don’t” it was too late for that as I felt his flesh now…it was hot and the night was cool and I said just a very weak…a hoping and willing “please, Johnnie” as I knew I was wet, that my “cunt” was wet and ready…I didn’t say that word…I imagined my “cunt” and it was ready for his cock as I felt his skin against my skin and I looked around, the pub noise and the night noise, and praying we wouldn’t be interrupted…I wanted him to “fuck” my “cunt”…we were both hot and wet and ready for “fucking.” I reached under my skirt…he wasn’t in me yet…I took hold of his cock which was hot and slippery and I held it and looked at him…he was looking right into me…I was on that wall…”Please Johnnie!” I whispered, pleadingly now….”fuck me!” His cock was not as long as hubby’s but it seemed very thick and he pressed against me and I felt the head spread my lips…he almost hurt me but I loved this bit of pain…he slipped inside and my cunt adjusted to this thick pole of a cock…I wanted release. I wanted fucking…even outside on the low pub wall…he held me tight and pushed…I opened as wide as I could…”Please” I repeated as he forced his way deep and I felt his waist on my waist…his hairs on mine..finally I was impaled on his thick thing as he churned away into me…it was cool…we were very wet and hot all at the same time…he got at me…our tongues…my cunt, his cock, our breathing, and then I grabbed at his neck and his waist pulling him tight as he fucked into me and I fucked him back…I couldn’t get enough of that thick hot cock until I was finished and came and was cool again and he lifted me down off that low pub wall…I had gotten off… and we walked home…his cum oozing down my thighs…I was so glad I could go home to an empty house, clean myself up and dream about low pub walls…and, for Johnnie and me…it was just the “start of things.” Delicious sexy things as you will see. The Pub Wall…Part II…we got started After that night on the pub wall I was afraid to go to work…afraid to look Johnnie in the eyes and with all the other girls on the verge of giggles…after all, they had warned me about Johnnie…how walking me home was just getting started with him…and I knew now what was “getting started” and all that. But I did go to work, did look Johnnie in the eyes…he smiled and it was like he was petting my cunt! I was instantly wet and looked away…he was a naughty boy and just his look made me hot…I envisioned him kissing me against the Pub Wall, unzipping, that very thick cock, spreading me, fucking me and making me come and come…so I did look him in the eyes and smiled back…I know it was wrong…I was a married woman with a small child and, also, my hubby was often gone for a long time. What is a young woman to do except…well…I did things after they got started…it was all Johnnie’s fault, you know, if he hadn’t befriended me, walked me home, bought me a drink at the pub, put me on the wall…fucked me…Oh God! Did he ever fuck me good and hard and made me tremble and hold him in a death’s grip and want him to never leave my body…my cunt was starved for his cock…“Fuck me Johnnie,” it said…and my cunt wanted it more…it was a blessing to my body…my body craved these things…so what was I to do…a power had come into my life…its name was Johnnie…thick cock, hot, Johnnie. His wife came to meet him after work! She made me cringe. How could she not adore and want this man…he said she didn’t and I believed him…I imagined her at our Pub and that no man at the bar would even look at her she was so plain…they looked at me though. I went home by myself that night and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror…my hair and my Big Boobs mouth that he had devoured…took off my work clothes and stood in front of the mirror…for the first time…admiring myself. Hubby never said I was really pretty, but Johnnie did; Hubby never devoured my mouth but Johnnie did; I was never on the pub wall with hubby or shuddered anal and grabbed and released like with Johnnie…I wanted that again…looking in the mirror at myself…my ginger bush and my ginger hair and feeling how wet I was at just the thought of his cock in me…I was a good girl but never as good or clean as when I was coming on Johnnie’s thick cock when it was fucking me…I went to sleep and dreaming again of the low pub wall and “just the start of things.” I was hoping wife wouldn’t pick him up after work again…it was my turn And so it was…more secret smiles…I thought it might happen sooner and dressed for the event. I wore a short skirt and a pretty blouse that showed me a little more than usual and I walked down the street after work, alone…just as Johnnie told me…so there wouldn’t be more whispers or giggles…he was around the corner in his little car…I jumped in and off we went…we had bucket seats so I couldn’t squeeze against him…“damn” I thought. “Let’s drive to the shoreline,” he said, “there’s a pretty spot.” And so we drove and he reached for my hand…I scooted down in my seat and it was growing dark but there was a moon this night and I began to see its reflection on the road and the trees…soon he stopped the car…we were at the edge of the sea…I could hear the waves against the shore and the moonlight shimmering in the waves…he reached and held my hand…it was so quiet and peaceful…Johnnie and I were in a special place this night after work…and he kissed me…just kind of a peck on my cheek and then on my lips and then that stupid tongue inside my mouth, moving around and around and I thought what else he could do with his moving tongue. I had heard of tonguing and all but didn’t know what that was…hubby and I were strictly the old fashioned way and then to sleep…covers over us and both sleeping…but Johnnie…the girls said: “walking me home was just the start” and so it was that night at the sea…waves, moonlight, tongues and then… “As you can see, I command not only the power of death, but the power of life. His cock already ached it was Lesbian so hard and he could feel himself beginning to tingle. Cocks grew from the women’s groins. “Clive, I’m ready for him.” The slimy fluid coated her labia, ass groove and the tops of her thighs. As Mary's tongue licked her students ass Lisa said "Cum Mrs. C." I hope we do find it. “And his wife is helping me draft some things. I shook my head, trying not to wince every third note as her voice warbled. Sue pushed hard on the syringe and the paste filled up the fuck hole. My entire body ached and throbbed. I have this sticky, dried up pasty stuff all over my face. My hands played with her nipples as she rode me. Then one hand went down and started rubbing her clit. I don’t know. “Talk?!” Matt sputtered. As we headed in he was sitting in the seat next to me rubbing his hand up and down my bare leg and up into my shorts grabbing my cock and balls. Chris seemed to find my anal answer to be amusing, as he quipped back, "Okay. “Shut up and start licking my feet,” I shouted once more and raised my left foot a few inches above Toys the water level. She Big Boobs locked on my eyes with hers, "Yes, Hun, you are." As fast as my heart beat right now.