..."I moved a little more, this time pulling my cock back just a little, so there was some actual friction. Some fucking. Some butt fucking.Kylie lay ...there, accepting the new standard in 'undignified' behavior. I pressed a tiny bit more, tiny bit faster. A low moan escaped her lips."oooohhhhh that's good that's good that's good..."I sped up more, pulling farther out, and fucked her ass for real. She was fucking tight, but we had enough lube from her cunt. I couldn't hold on long; this was way. I told them that she was her own person and I loved her enough to let her do what she wanted to do. My thoughts had begun running towards a more formal arrangement, like marriage, and since I already had two teenage sons, having more kids was not an issue in my life. When I mentioned the subject, Christi quickly shot it down with the argument that a wife with the sexual freedom that she needed would not be a good role model for the boys. She said that she had grown to love me and the boys but I. Ma toute petite culotte. Elle comporte des odeurs savoureuses, des petites traces coquines. Les hommes ne peuvent l’ignorer quand ils savent que mes fesses ou mon sexe ont frotté pendant des jours sur ce petit bout de tissu. Vous pourrez vous endormir avec, vous masturber, la contempler, la ranger avec d’autres petites culottes (peut être encore les miennes …). Bref c’est un petit bout de moi qui sera avec vous. A votre demande j’aurais pu faire pipi dans ma culotte, ou laisser de légères. As gently as I could, I grabbed a throw blanket from next to the recliner and covering her, I closed my eyes and relaxed feeling her warmth on me.It was about an hour later when she started moving. I realized that I needed to get going as I was already late getting home.Ellie looked up at me. “Did I fall asleep?”“Yep, and even your snoring is cute.”“I do not snore.”She was grinning at me. Moving a little, she curled up a bit more into my chest. There was what seemed to be a contented sigh.“I.