She never knew what my intention was.All this was going on for one day, I got a chance to see her naked, I use to go her home daily that day also I we...nt. She didn’t notice my presence, she had just come out from the bathroom, she unwrapped her towel and was dying her hair. She was totally nude in front of the mirror. Her ass was round and big and her big and soft boobs were hanging. It was just awesome. I just wanted to suck them, when she turned my side( I was peeping from the small hole from. She says it’s a way for a man to truly show his adoration for his wife," she said, “Perhaps I’ll let you try it one evening. Would you like that?”(Is the Pope a catholic!?)“Well, if you’d enjoy it, darling, I’ll have a go,” I replied.“Of course, I’d only let you do it if we have the proper equipment. Marian has something called a queening-stool. Her husband made it. Could you make a queening-stool for me, Peter?”Good god, how my wife has changed!“Well, I’ve, err, heard of them. Perhaps there. The man tousled her head and told her she’d done a terrific job. He put his hand under her chin and guided her up, then kissed her mouth, still wet with his cum. “Rumi, great work!” said Elena. “10 minutes and 50 seconds. Only Sandy remains. Will she earn her full fifty points? Only a minute left! Sandy gently held Robert’s balls as she stroked his shaft while nibbling his cockhead and tonguing his frenum. He began groaning deeper and louder than ever before and hot spurts of cum shot into her. Big, blonde, and clumsy, the lanky teen had earned the name from someone who had a Golden Retriever puppy with the same tendencies, and it had stuck, though I was really the only one who ever used it anymore. ‘Mm? Sure honey, what is it?’ he mumbled drowsily, and I felt his hand drift down to give my butt a gentle squeeze. ‘Do you- do you ever watch..porn?’ I whispered meekly, mortified to even be saying the word. We’d only been married for two years, I hoped I wasn’t starting something big.