But that was a problem for a different time.I lifted the dildo with great reverence, and as I did the ever-present burning sensation in my asshole int...ensified. While I coated it in lube, I grinned inwardly—I finally had a way to relieve myself. Fantasy upon fantasy swarmed my mind as I pulled my thong aside and the dildo easily entered my asshole. When I felt the rubber balls slap against my butt, I held it there for a while. With the dildo stretching my insides, I tensed and relaxed my ass,. ”I grinned back, “Yes, we’ve had a few classes together. Do you need a ride?”“If it’s not too much trouble?” I insisted.She climbed in the car and sat down, placing her bag on the floor and her hands tensely balled up in her lap. She was still shy, I could tell, especially in this strange situation. Her skin was pale, and slightly dirty from walking in the dirt. I just wanted to stare at her; she was beautiful without the slightest touch of makeup, and I was nearly jealous of her nearly. This story starts a Saturday. My wife had lost a bet to my sister. She would be my sister's slave for a day and had gone to as usual "clean up that bitches place". They always called each other bitch when they had lost a bet, but if I would even try to say something derogatory about the one to the other I would earn an icy look and some scolding.Anyway.Just a little after eleven o'clock that night my wife stormed in and slammed the door behind her."That bitch!" she almost yelled.I had never. There would be several opportunities for that, he couldnt wait to have some group action with those hot lovers. He could already picture the boy drilling one of her holes, while Carl filled the other. Moving to the other side of the bed, Carl focused on her face. Looking at the camera, a quick grimace in her face punctuated the moment the boy buried himself back into her. The following back and forth movements of her body left no doubt about what has happening behind her. Audrey… I want to you.