...“...Völlig willenlos ließ ich mich von Ihm benutzen....einen Finger steckte er mir in den Po......fickte gleichzeitig mit dem Finger meinen Hin...tern und meine nasse Muschi mit seinem enormen Schwanz, küßte mich wild,...leckte über mein Gesicht....beschimpfte mich als geile Hure....hielt mich mit einer Hand fest....knettete mit der anderen meine Titten......stieß immer wilder.....und spritzte wild schreiend und stöhnend seinen Saft in mein vor schmerz und lust brennendes Loch....und ich bekam. You see, in those days I did Print fashion modeling(swimsuits,evening wear, Etc.),and only fucked model types.Of course my wife was not fat, unless a size 12-14 is fat.She forgave me, of my rudeness obviously, as marriage, and 5 progeny provide testament.But, I do believe to this day, my gaf cost me her pussy that night. Our meet ended with a kiss,before a yellow cab drove her away leaving me with thoughts of what might of been.She called the next day, and invited me to "Dinner at eight" at her. Janeen was well aware of how much more this would excite and torture me. She let me explore her with my tongue and savor her sweetness for several wonderful before she adjusted her position slightly, indicating directly where my tongue would do her the most good. I worked her clit carefully, not rushing her orgasm but just trying to prolong her pleasure. She lasted much longer than I expected, and when she finally climaxed, her hand in my hair yanked me hard into her pussy. I sucked on her. But another part of me hoped that my suddenly horny husband wouldn't pack his libido back in ice for another fifteen years.A few days passed and I figured Hubby's dalliance into incest fantasy had passed and his recharged sex drive along with it. I was wrong."Touch my cock," Hubby said as he climbed into bed with me."Are you serious? Again? Not that I'm complaining" I quickly added. "What brought this on?" I'll tell you in a second. I just want you to see how turned on I am."I gladly did as he.