You like my fingers in your arse, don't you?”“Ahhh, yes, Mistress, yes!”Her hand moves to my balls, and she plays with them, lightly squeezing a...nd massaging. Her mouth is around my cock, with her other hand having the arse she owns.She stops what she’s doing, and gets to her feet, edging closer to me. She strokes her strap-on, and smiles at me. Without saying a word, she places the head at my arsehole, and sharply enters me. She giggles and bites her lip.Tipping my head back, I close my eyes as. I knew when I met her she would make a wonderful mother which has ultimately proven true. I proposed to her during our final semester and we moved in together after graduation into a two story, two bedroom, townhome located in the City where we went to school. She found a teaching job and I found a job as an assistant manager at a local retail store in order to save money for graduate school. Almost all of our classmates had left for jobs or returned home so it was really just the two of us. At this point, I had no idea how much longer these guys were going to stay, and was frankly a little concerned that they were talking straight to my wife now and pretty much ignoring me. Cindy came in with more beer for us still wearing her sundress, but she must have taken her bra off because her nipples were pointing thru the thin material and I could tell my friends couldn't take their eyes off her big tits with the rigid nipples pointing at the ceiling like a couple of steel rods. Cindy. The only thing that was the same from the original apartment was the color scheme in the living room. Apparently, Harry unpacked Kristen's suitcases since I didn't see them in the apartment.As part of the renovation, the appliances in the kitchen were replaced with ones of a more professional quality. The refrigerator no longer contained a freezer on top, but was a wide side-by-side model with a dispenser for water and ice in the heavy brushed metal door. The kitchen also sported a new stove.