The possibility of doing something with her had easily turned him on. It aroused him a lot. And no, she didn’t even know it either. “Sure I will,�...� he replied. “Uhhh are you uhhh comfortable honey?” For the moment she was comfy. For the moment she was at least but shortly after that, seeing as it was later into the night, something had to change. It began to get hot or so she thought it was. You just did not wear regular clothes to bed she started to tell herself. No you did not. Even daddy knew. "You slut," Denys was saying, "why should I fuck you, you cock-sucking whore. You don't deserve to be fucked by me, you can go to your husband, get him to fuck you, my cock's too good for you." She slapped her ass, once, twice, then pulled back and held her strapon in her hand."Please," my wife said, "please, fuck me, fuck my ass, I'll be your bitch." She put her hands on her ass and pulled her buttocks apart. "See?" she pleaded, "my ass is ready just for you, I never let him fuck me in my. I again circled her, enjoying my work. My hands we on her, toughing a rubbing all of her parts. When my fingers went to her cunt, she was as wet as any women I had every fucked. "You are a fucking slut, aren't you" I laughed. "About to be ****d and you are creaming like a schoolgirl getting finger banged for the first time".I knelt down in front of her and attached a home made spreader bar to her ankles, opening her legs and giving access to both of her holes. Now came my special fetish. I went. Every few seconds, a curious eye would peek around the door frame. * * “...it was the stress. You’ve got to turn a blind eye from time to time if you want to keep your prince. That’s how they work, and they can’t help it. Believe me, I’ve been there.” Linda leaned forward, nodding to underline her words. “I know for a fact that Fernando already regrets it.” “I’m not here cry out my eyes over Fernando or seek counsel.” Carol leaned back against the couch. She couldn’t fault her best friend..