When we returned from our honeymoon and set up our own home, it did occur to me that we lived only 8 miles from my sister and I did register in my mind that a number of those men were possibly close to where we lived and it would take only a phone call to her to make contact, but I pushed those thoughts away. The next half hour was really high tempo, I knew Dave was watching through half closed eyes and I was on fire, we did a long 69 and then I needed fucking. I’m not embarrassed, maybe emboldened by my forced attire, because I feel quite sexy in an exhibitionistic way. For the next 2 hours we fucked and sucked each other, it was like being with David again on our first days together. I will add here, that David and I had not had ‘satisfactory sex’ for about 6 months because of my pregnancy then with a baby which always seemed to be needing attention day and night, but mostly night. It was my first instance of rough sex with him; I guess Dave had told Toby of my actions with Ben.
