As she came back with my parcel, she bent over to wards me and what a great view of a great pear of tits. J***t then asked if I would like a cold beer...I said yer why not (if its keeping me here) and again she sees me looking at her ass but this time j***t bent over to tidy a garden ornament up she looked around while still bent over and asked me how it looks, and the words that came out of my mouth 'it looks fucking great to me' while thinking I bet she takes it up her ass. we sat drinking and. ‘I suppose we can shift positions,’ Gina relented and pulled the dildo all the way out. He groaned as her presence was withdrawn. ‘Sometimes you make it awfully hard to give you a proper pegging.’ ‘Sorry,’ he said, still playing the game that was their sex ritual. He climbed all the way up on the bed and settled down on all fours, his ass in the air, head face down on the pillow and waited for her. Gina applied another good dose of lube to Roger’s ass and slipped the artificial cock back into. She was watching me intensely, and nodded encouragingly without saying a word. I started to feel as I always did, the sensation of my nipple being softly licked, my belly caressed. Fingers straying into my hairs, curling around them as I lost myself in sensation. I sighed with the girl on the screen, my eyes fluttering and my legs separating of their own accord. The fingers in the video were teasing my thighs apart, starting to caress my damp lips, wandering back through my pubes, skating to my. I bent down again and started to lick his cock. It was such a nice feeling to have cock in my mouth once again. I looked at her husband as I slipped my mouth down onto his length. I knew what he was thinking, he was having his cock sucked by his wife who was being fucked by a virtual stranger. The roles were playing out in his mind. She would get fucked, and when on the brink of her orgasm he would spurt down her throat and over her face. It was what he liked doing the most. I could see the.