‘Shut up you silly bitch! Did you Steve? XXNX ‘She looks a bit unhappy. ‘It will be enough when you’ve shown Steve you pussy. (I had thought that it was only Terry reading my letters and wanking over my wife’s photos.)
I arrived at their detached modern house as agreed at 11.00 o’clock one Saturday morning. ‘Do it,’ Terry hissed and cruelly pulling her hair, causing her to whine with pain. ‘Oh yes!’ Cathy cried. We agreed Terry, there was to be no touching.’
So! She took a deep breath and as she exhaled loudly, she lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties. Terry told me that he had hours of pleasure coaching her how to be the innocent and reluctant little wife. I grabbed her wrists as I felt Terry’s hand feeding my prick into her. ‘Does she know why I’m here and that I’ve seen her pictures?’
‘I wouldn’t mention the pictures but I showed her yours and of all the blokes who sent us pictures, she liked yours best.
