I shake my butt ass a hint to get to it, fish on the line he slips two fingers inside of me. As I take my borrowed cock in my mouth my ass is filled s...imilarly over and over again. The pace only broken when my husband leans in and asks if that cock taste good. As a sign of our light spirts I take his cock from my mouth aiming it at him. My second orgasm bursted on scene when he actually took it in his mouth! I was dumbfounded with joy, that and now my own fingers attacking my pussy. Eyes peeled. I want to see see you on your knees with my dick in your mouth trying to swallow it all. I want you on your back the first time I put it in you so I can watch your eyes roll up your pretty head.’ I had reached down and was rubbing her pussy again. Let’s see how she took it. ‘I want to bend you over and rub the head of my dick from your clit to the small of your back. Let you wonder if I’m gonna get freaky and try to put it up this fine ass.’ I reached behind her and squeezed a cheek. She buried. Taking physical inventory, she admitted to herself that she had never been in such perfect condition. She was more rested and relaxed than she could ever remember. Her wounds had faded to red lines which were rapidly turning pink as the healing was nearly complete. The fire of pain in her eyes that had been a constant companion for weeks was gone, too. Even her tiny clit, she had found, was intact and functioning. Functioning? she thought ruefully. Is it ever!With her eyes now closed she. OK, Lets do this. Said Samantha.Haha. OK, calm down, babe. I said as I took out a baggie of weed from my pants. She loved pot. It made her horny. I never complained. Tonight, it will play a special role. I proceeded to roll two blunts of the finest green I have ever bought. But hey, why not? Tonight is going to be a celebration. I finished my blunt shortly after her. I was stoned beyond belief, and so was she. We laughed for what seemed like days. Watching the TV, I realized that our high.