You know you can use more force than that. I'm not made of glass." You certainly aren't. I'm sorry, I've never washed a girl before." I can tell. I th...ink that breast is clean enough, if you want to move on to the other one." Right. Sorry. I feel like I'm washing a statue by Rembrandt."It was such a nice thing to say that I hated to correct him."Rembrandt was a painter. But thanks, anyway."He finished soaping me down and stood straight again. He backed off a step to survey his work and said, "I. ....All without birth control or protection. My bride has grown to enjoy her sexual adventures and even looks forward to them. Over the past few decades, she keeps a “stable” of men (that's what she calls it) at her disposal. There are usually around 6-10 guys at any one time who are only a text message or phone call away from getting their pipes cleaned by my “Mrs.”. She has grown to be fond of young men, black men and men who are in their seventies/eighties. Have I ever regretted it. To be. Her poor, aching asshole was pulsing just behind the knob of his cock, and she knew he was enjoying it. Her imagination made it worse, for she'd felt his enormous size, and knew how much more of that thick, curved cock there was yet to come.Judy's mind was almost numb, reeling with the strange pleasure-pain of the stranger's buggering. And the thrill of danger was working its magic, also. Somehow, Judy managed to relax her tight sphincter. She groaned as the thick cock slithered through her. A guy simply can't bring his guns to bear so soon after unloading them, no matter how young and virile he is. Diane would then go to her drawer of stand-in penises and pull out one of her plastic boyfriends for a little private party until I was ready to give her another round. I developed a "routine" of sorts when we had sex. I knew that I would be called upon to make her cum several times so I would start out by going down on her first. She didn't much care how she came just that she did. And.