Damon was asking her jokingly if she had tried using a strap on with her husband. Jozel had looked up at Damon with a coy little smile and asked: "And... what is a strap on?" "It's a rubber cock that you wear to pleasure you and your husband." Damon had answered half-serious. "Yes, it can also look dark and attractive like Damon's black cock." I interjected as I approached the couple.Damon looked up and laughed amused and embarrassed while Jozel blushed with guilty shock and then desperately tried. I asked him two days previously what he wanted to celebrate his birthday, my family has money and there is no gift I would refuse him. The gift he wishes has no price tag however.‘I love you, completely, and without reservation, and yet, you still fear that I might hurt you somehow. I only wish that you would give yourself completely, and the trust that I will not cause you any serious pain, and let me show you that you can enjoy both pain and pleasure equally. That’s all I want, your trust for. All i heard was moaning and i saw him with his head on the floor... he mumbled "fuck me Ana please fuck me" i slid my slick cock into his wet ass hole and i saw him squirm and moan with pleasure. because this was our last chance i thought we could try something ive always thought about.. i lifted his ass in the air and stood above him. i managed to slip his cock into my ass while my cock was in his! he was moaning so much as i rocked back and forth.. and for the first time i began screaming. My parents are not well educated….. They are very superstitious. Especially my mother. My father is reasonable than my mother. But he has also become so much superstitious. We had a saint in our locality. Our village people thinks that he is equal to god. And to his luck whatever he predicted has come true. Or at least it seemed so.As my parents are too superstitious they too believed this saint. 100%. The called him guruji. They believe whatever blunders that the saint says. Like they will do.