Over the coming weeks Josh grew in confidence to the point he no longer cared what my husband thought. He seemed to find the idea upsetting. XXX Josh strolled into the kitchen. “About me fucking you,” said Josh. My hairy pussy was wide open and boys couldn’t have had a better view. Leaving behind my shopping trolley, I tried to flee. I was close to having an orgasm, but with only Joe left, it looked as though the only thing I was going to get was a vagina full of semen. He even went as far as telling me that his friends were coming round without so much as by your leave. Little did either of us know the child wasn’t his, but had been fathered by Danny’s fourteen-year-old brother, Joe.
