Unfortunately while she’s telling me about this, I’m getting turned on and was hard as a rock! Michelle took a short break from her story, wrapped...her fingers around me sliding them up and down my shaft, squeezing just right, and asked if we should do something different for a while and finish telling me about Mike later. “No, I need to hear this story,” I insisted, determined to learn everything I could about a big part of my wife that I never knew. Horny as I already was, I needed her to. ” She rolled me over so I was on all fours. She got behind me and moved my thong to one side.She began to smear lubricant on my asshole working a single finger in gently. “Wow, you’re really tight. I can’t wait to fuck your ass.” She inserted two more fingers and began to ream me out until I was ready. She said, “Be a good little slut and spread those ass cheeks for me.” I did as I was told. I felt the pressure of the large head against my opening. I looked in the mirror and saw the dildo. “Don’t worry honey. I was up at the crack of dawn anyway.”After breakfast, Lisa and I cleaned up, while her uncle went upstairs. When he returned, I saw on his face that something was wrong. He walked into the garage, ranged around the car, lightly kicking the tyres, like he was inspecting them.“Is everything ok Ryan?” I said.“Steve I wanted to tell you something. You’ve done a great job on the car. It looks and sounds like when my son first bought it. You’ve spent hours to bring it to this. Suddenly I covered Amy’s eyes with my hand.Me: Don’t look, Amy.Shit! Shit! Shit! I left the porn in the video player! How can I be so stupid!Me: Turn it off! Turn it off!Amy: Dad I can’t see anything. Your hand is in the way.Me: Just press the big button at the rope of the remote.Amy: Ok, ok. I’m turning it off!She somehow turned the TV off.Me: There you go… I’m sorry about that, Amy. You shouldn’t have seen that.Amy: Dad, I don’t know what to say… It was my fault.Me: Don’t worry honey, it.