Johns asked us today, 'What do you most hope for?' and I couldn't think of a single answer to that. What would you say to that?" What do I most hope f...or?" Yeah." Um, you might not understand." You mean it's so deep or something?" No, you might not like it." Why would I care? What is it?" You might get mad, is all." Mad? What do you mean, 'mad?'" You might not like my answer. You might get angry if I tell you." That's crazy. How could I get mad. I promise I won't." Well, it's just something you. She kept listening and swaying as the steps got closer, and closer, and closer till she felt those firm hands grip her hips and pull her ass towards a hard, an all so hard, dick. She gasped involuntarily. “God, you fucking tease! I want you. I want you now!” Jay whispered into her ear with that husky voice..that husky horny voice. His hands were now on her breasts, and the calloused palms felt divine on her skin and on her perky nipples, which seemed to have grown a couple more centimeters.. Sarah pulled my panties aside and removed the butt plug from my ass. I felt the cool breeze from the overhead fan blow down my now gaping asshole, half wishing the plug was still buried in my empty rear. I had quickly learned to enjoy the feeling of having my ass impaled on a fat toy."Before we go any further, I think its time you learned some basic ass-slut hygiene," she remarked. I heard her rummage through her bag of toys and she pulled out an enema bag. She inserted the tip into my rectum. With all the talk of love making with their husbands, I could contributelittle to the chatter, but I was beginning to get a little horny thinkingabout Ben. Luckily I chose not to wear tight jeans but rather, a long fullskirt or I would have given myself away.After a wonderful day of eating, playing, and socializing, we took aleisurely drive home. Going directly to bed, I snuggled with my man and Itouched his manhood intentionally with my hand, curling my fingers around it.It immediately grew.