If I die, let me die this way, I think as my hands reach back and squeeze into her ass cheeks. I work my fingers over her tight asshole, knowing she l...oves to be finger-fucked there. As she slides up and down on my thigh, I let me fingers tease back and forth between her soaked pussy and her eagerly waiting ass. Sara wraps her hands around my head as my mouth moves to her other tit and eagerly attacks it as violently as the other. One of my fingers presses at her tight hole and slowly. I licked around her pussy and even her crack and asshole. She was now cleaned up and she told me to sit by the side of the bed while she sucked his cock some more.We all got up and thanked him and he left for home. My wife and I talked about it and she told me that now it was my turn to fuck. I plunged my cock in her and since it was sloppy seconds, the feeling was even better for me. I shot my hot load in her and as I now liked to do, I sucked out my own cum and cleaned her pussy up once. By the time I was 15 my sexual interest was being generated, I came to know about masturbation still I did not have the guts to try it. Actually I took all these things with great shock, but eventually lead to the urge to learn more and intentionally used to ask her silly questions about feminity and man woman relationship. Veena always used to giggle and laugh at my Questions. I used to ask why do you go to sleep with your husband in another room on Saturdays and After the incident of her. I don’t want to hurt you, or our baby…I know it’s silly…but…” he trailed off, coming to a stop. I didn’t hear him flip a switch, but light began to flicker through Jeff’s fingers. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” Slowly, my husband moved his hand away from my eyes, revealing the room in all its magnificence. Nothing was as I had left it that morning, and I couldn’t help gasping in surprise as I laid my eyes on all of it. The bed had been moved to the center of the room, it’s four posts.