Matt had secretly always wanted his wife to be a slut. He was pleased when other men or women desired her and did not mind if she fucked others as lon...g as she loved him and desired him the most. He had preferred to share her sexual partners with her. Now he could see his dreams had come true.“Get over her sexy I needed your big cock in my tight pussy” Dem purred. With that Matt approached her. Dem’s pussy juices were dripping down her leg. Dem grabbed and began rubbing Matt’s massive cock. Dem. I love it when a man doesn’t only talk about himself. I told him about my fairly normal childhood and he complemented my brown eyes. I was wearing a low, tight sweater and noticed Ed looking, only for a second, at my cleavage. I wish I could’ve read his mind. We talked for about an hour and the wind started blowing and the snow started to come down and I put away my laptop and said I needed to get home. Ed asked if he could walk with me. He told me that he had a fire going and if I would like. A summer rain in the dry San Garbiels causes a lot of excitement. The dusty pine needles drain off into powdery earth, and there is the expectant feeling of a very special event; even the smell is special. I am in a cabin in those mountains when the rains come, and I am thirteen and in love with my cousin of fourteen. Of course the family is there with us, and we are visiting.While the rain falls, sentimental songs play on the ancient phonograph. The words are as foolish as the mannered voices. “No! Please don’t,” she half whispered. But her body language showed excitement without fear or distress. She was turned on.She let out a little cry as it went deeper and her hands pushed me back but more by instinct rather than than someone really trying to break free. I grabbed her wrists and pushed all the way deep into her anus. Oh such ecstasy! Her ass was tight and juicy and very stroke in and out of her asshole was pure delight. Holding on to her wrists my strokes got faster and faster..