You play baseball. You're muscular. Your body language is female, but only to a point-there's male in there, too. You don't mind getting dirty. Ellie ...told me that Mike told her that you're perfectly at ease being one of the guys. I'd say you're somewhere on the gender scale other than 'pure girl'. I believe gender is a spectrum. I'm probably 60 or 70 percent girl. Not a hundred, but more girl than boy. You most likely are not 60 or 70 percent guy. Probably about 40. Like I said, I'm "more" TG. At this point, she started to move her ass up to beckon my tongue and clearly wasn't missing the finger fucking. As she was clearly supporting my intentions, I spread her cheeks as far as possible and began loosening her pucker with my tongue, working it further and further inside, deeper into her ass, her body really starting to buck and her breathing increasing rapidly. Retreating for a moment to enjoy the sight of my wife flat out on the bed, big cheeks fully spread and her wet asshole fully. The dog looked up Patricia’s short dress and saw her pink panties.Sampson felt his doggie balls start to churn in that old familiar way and the temptation of sniffing her pussy overwhelmed him as he moved to place his nuzzle in her gloriously scented lap.She smelled so fresh after her shower, and he stretched his long pink tongue out to lick the outside of her panties with resolute pressure designed to arouse her libido.Patricia sipped her breakfast tea and munched on the strawberry jam covered. You are warm and soft and tight and wet around me. There’s nothing else I want than this. Nothing. The only movement now comes from the heaving of your chest and my mouth on your neck. I’m staying as deep in you as I can. You can feel me grow even harder inside you. This is heaven. PURE HEAVEN. My left hand is still between your legs and between it’s touch and me being inside you, you are close to cumming. Very close. Your hips begin grinding against me and that soon puts you over the edge. I.