I suppose I’d hoped that eventually Jack would show some interest, or I’d talk him into it, but he just wasn’t into it. For him ass-holes were o...ly for one purpose, whereas I believed they could be not only multifunctional, but also the source of a lot of fun!I even tried to get him into my ass by subterfuge, shifting suddenly when he was fucking my pussy from behind, but he always reared away as if he was scalded every time the tip of his prick encountered my narrower passage. I begged him,. We have to. Tell me, do you want to be Mrs. Dex Madison? You won't destroy me if you say no." Ohhh, Dex. I could see a wonderful life as Mrs. Dex Madison. It... it's just not the life I've thought about these past years we've been together. You mean something to me no one else ever could, but I always thought there would be someone else for me. Can you understand that?" Of course I can, Donna. You're not betraying me. You're saying what we've always said, and I think we were right. I won't deny. It was warm in my room, so I was in my tight-fitting, short, cut boxer briefs. I finished working my abs, panting a bit. It was quiet in my apartment, so I started touching myself and feeling my shape in my underwear. Stroking and touching through the fabric, I started to think about the time with Irene and Eva, our unexpected threesome. All of us naked, alive, hungry for each other. She invited Irene and me between her legs, licking her shaved pussy in tandem, our tounges meeting across her. But she sounded truthful, of that I was sure, after all, her admission came with heated covered anger, but covered or not it was there. To reward Becky, that little Mexican swimming star, I loosened my nails allowing the stretched flesh and nipple that was tugged in between my thumb and index finger’s cavern to slowly and oozingly slip back into place. Her ass was beat red, not just because of the spank but she’d rubbed her body so furiously upon the grass that the plant life had done its toll.