After some oblique references to Brent's need for "companionship", Elizabeth had shown up at Amanda's doorstep one day with a business card with Maris...sa's signature on the back. Brent was out playing golf."I'm not a front for my old madam," Marissa told her one day when they were in for lunch and Brent had stepped away with Alan. "But I can see that you two probably have some 'needs' that aren't being taken care of right now."Mandy blushed. Partly out of embarrassment. Partly because it was. When I did, I noticed several guys chatting with my wife. When she saw me she motioned with her head to indicate she was going to the part of the house with the bedrooms. I nodded back and followed her and several other eager guys into a small back bedroom that was empty except for a dim light and a foam mattress covered with a couple of sheets.When we got there she asked if there was something to drink and someone went to grab her a beer. She sat down on the mattress and began to massage her. I cried “NO” into my wife’s ass as Toi shoved a dildo up my ass and started fucking my. “That’s it girl fuck his ass, put it all the way in!” Judith squealed and Toi did with 2 thrusts. She pumped that dildo in and out of me like it was a real cock and it felt like it was 5 feet long and 2 feet wide. It hurt like hell and I thought she was going to rip me into the Toi was pounding away at my ass and my wife let go and moved away. My eyes were clamped shut as I gritted my teeth from the banging. His wrinkled, pale skin took on an almost boyish quality as he smiled. “What would happen if someone was to try to pat your bottom while you touched the flag pole? Would you remove your hands to slap them?” he asked.“No, sir, I wouldn’t,” my mom said. “I am intent on completing my challenge,” she said. She told him she would apologize to the man because he probably did it by accident.The man took that as an invitation to touch her. He was clearly reluctant to test out his theory. My mother.