.. normal. Usual. Nothing to worry about. Those few who did know - who had gathered, and planned, and bought, and organised - weren't saying anything ...either. It'd be nice to think, looking back, that this was because they were worried they'd be found out, their efforts stamped out, their leaders cursing as they were dragged away in handcuffs to cells that would never be opened. Or simply dismissed, ranting and raving like loons as all their frantic scribbles and diagrams came to nothing. Maybe. .. Ah! It's so good! Do you like to feel my butt on your tongue? While your brother is fucking you? Oh! Oh! That's great, girl! Push it! Oh my god, you're licking inside my ass! That's the best! Go on! Oh! Oh, you're torturing me! So slow... But I love it. I love how it makes my body feel... I feel so... So HOT!" "Oh, man, don't stop! I'm gonna cum! Suck my prick, man! Suck my prick! Are you ready? I'm gonna cum! Do you want to taste my spunk? Do you? Cause, if you keep going, you will. Suck. Ich lag wach. Leise Atemzüge neben mir. Ich drehte mich zur Seite und betrachtete die Silhouette meiner Frau. Tanja war immer noch gut in Form. Das kurze Nachthemd, durch ihren unruhigen Schlaf verrutscht, ließ ihre Pobacken im Mondlicht schimmern. In dieser Nacht machte mich der Anblick ihres Hinterns jedoch nicht mehr geil. Jahrelang hatte ich versucht, Tanja zum Analsex zu verführen. Vergeblich! Meine Frau hatte mir mehrfach vor den Kopf gestoßen und mich sogar als perverse Sau beschimpft.. Having done this to her often before, I could imagine just how good those breasts would feel. ‘As much as I am enjoying watching you do that, my hands are getting a bit jealous,’ I teased her. ‘Would you like a feel,’ she asked. Jennifer walked over to where my right hand was tied to the bedpost and rubbed her right nipple across my palm and fingers. She then pulled away. The sensation had been amazing, and I tried to reach for another feel. That was when I realized how well she had tied me.