. one night in particular she came over and spent the night, the wife was extremely tired and went to sleep earlier then usual, I remembered getting e...xcited because I really wanted to flirt a bit more with Rowe. Before my wife went to bed Rowe was complaining her back hurt and the wife told her, “ask Jay to massage you, he’s good finding where it hurts and making you feel better”, Rowe looked at me like as she was saying please if you don’t mind. Of course I didn’t mind as this is what I wanted. "Now," Melanie ventured, "if you've got some great panties, do you want to look at some bras to go with them?"The woman seemed startled for a moment. "Why, yes. Yes. Do you have something that matches this?" She held up one of her selections."I think you're wearing an under-wire. I get these from a European manufacturer; they're a little sexier than most of the American stuff." She moved to another rack. "Or, you might try these, they're a little easier in the fit - not so confining, and you. Not only did it sooth my aching hole, it lubed it even more and he continued to fuck my butthole for another 30 minutes or so, before he shot another load in my ass. When he was done, I could barely walk to the couch. I was so sore. The next day, I was even more sore and I couldn't walk anywhere. But he was horny for my tight white little butt, and he wanted to fuck it again. He told me he wanted to fuck the shit out of my butt everyday, but I begged him to let my butthole heal. He stuck his. “Oooh, yes,” came a muffled deep moan. Marina froze, eyes widening, wondering where the sound came from. She continued to hear moans and murmurs, but couldn’t quite make out more words. She tilted her head to move her ear closer to the wall her bedroom shared with that of her neighbors. “...so hard… want you…” Soft irregular bumps of a mattress against a wall began to grow louder. Marina blushed and gasped as she pulled away from the wall. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Mark.