”My wife knew how much I liked anal sex because I beg her for at least twice a year but I don’t get it.Cheryl Ann got up and was about to take me ...to her bedroom when my wife said, “Oh come on! I don’t think you go hide in another room when you are at a party now do you?”Cheryl Ann said, “No! I am usually the center of attention and totally naked after a couple of beers!”My wife said, “So get naked!”We watched Cheryl Ann undress then my wife said, “Bend over the table!” She looked at me and. Your finger tenderly wipes at the wet trail that is running down my cheek. I smile as I realise what a slutty, dirty sight I must be to behold. I rest my hands against your thighs and take you in deeper again, but to my dismay you pull yourself free from my mouth, closely followed by my whimpering protest and attempt to capture your cock between my wanton lips again. You chuckle at my reaction, but don’t give me what I want. I’m gently pulled to my feet and the relief in my knees just adds to. My father took one and handed the other to Harald. He then stepped away from Harald, turned and bowed, and Harald did the same. Then father signaled with his free hand and attacked. Da was one of the greatest swordsmen ever in our land, but Harald was proving to be a fair match for him. Damn. Had we been on open ground, Id not have taken him so easily. They sparred for several minutes, the object being to disarm the other, but Harald was quick, which was his saving grace, as Das skill was. . mmmmm... always good, I don’t know why Jack said they weren’t ... that’s right, Mommy, suck my balls ... mmmm, yeah...” He ran his hands through his mother’s mane of auburn hair as her head bobbed dutifully up and down on his dick, a devilish gleam in his eyes as her mouth pleasured his glistening prick. “You’re such a nasty slut ... just like that, yeah...”“Th-thank... ssslllpp ... thank you, angel,” Chelsea blubbered, her eyes wide and shining with utter adoration up at her youngest son, “I.