Sometimes when we’re asleep together, he spoons up behind me. I feel ever so safe, but sometimes in the middle of the night I can feel his thing. So...metimes it presses hard against me. He’s like that right now. Spooned, I mean. Not hard. I gently roll away from him. He rearranges himself on his back.The room’s lit by the dim glow from the clock and from the nightlight in his bathroom, so it’s not totally dark. I can see pretty good, actually, and his pajamas are just part open.I’m thinking. Tracey then sat on the couch, exposing herself just as Cathy had done while Cathy knelt in front of her and I knelt behind Cathy. Then another surprise. Cathys never been fucked in the arse, I want you to do it to her explained Tracey. Cathy expressed concern but we were all so horny, she was willing to try anything, especially when I promised to be gentle. So, as Cathy began eating my wifes cunt, I positioned my cock at the entrance to her arsehole, which was quite well lubricated, and began. “Ruin? No way. Not in the least. One of these days when she’s old enough, I plan to show my daughter the stain where your seed ran out of me on our wedding night.”“But she might want to wear her mother’s dress when she gets married...” he tried to reason.“Who knows? She might have a sense of humor similar to her mother’s and want to wear the dress because of the stain and what it meant,” she said while trying to fight another giggle. “Besides, the dress is beige. The stain probably won’t show. The aunty started distributing the b’day cake to everyone and finally reached me. i have took from him and touched her hands, she said take the cake and not my hands.i felt nervous thinking, she might felt bad abt my reaction. with in other moment, she brought one more cake to me and kept in the plate. i told i dont want that, she responded u need energy to scan gals around u. No problem, take on. i felt comfortable and asked about her. she said,her name is nikitha and she lives here in one of.