"What are you doing" she yelled. " Quiet down, ssssshhhhhh." My hands began fondling her ass. My hands slipped between her cheeks moving toward her an...s."Please not there, that will hurt." My finger reached her anus and Stephanie cringed in fear as it began to enter her."Relax your ass and let me have my way." My finger was dry and it hurt as it entered her. I pushed deeper into her rectum,"OOOWWW, that hurts, you're pushing too hard." I pushed hard and my finger plunged deep into her rectum. The vibrations of her moans of pleasure that Hazel was making ran down the length of my cock and soon my own moans mingled with hers. Peter had removed his head from between her thighs and was poised cock in hand, ready to give my sexy wife just what she wanted. His knob was just inches from the entrance to her love tunnel, and he smiled at me as he moved it closer. I got off the bed again, time for more pictures. I watched as Peter slowly moved forwards, his knob easing Hazels pussy lips. He was dressed in an immaculate business suit and what was most remarkable was that they could see his face. He had cold blue eyes and a sharp nose set in a thin, unhappy looking face. Graying hair was cut close to his skull. His companions were younger and more burly. They looked almost too stereotypical to be bodyguards, but that in fact was their function.The two boys were ordered to stand. The older man spoke accentless American English, but something about the way in which he spoke. I could see her hard nipples sticking out further than I ever remembered.“Is this what you want?” I asked.“Do you mind?” she asked.I told her I wanted her to be happy so I would let it go as far as she wanted or until I couldn’t take it any longer.“Thank you.”She gave me the hottest kiss I could remember.She then returned to Bob and sat next to him. He once again placed his hand on her knee but then moved it up her inner thigh. Christine’s head fell back against the couch and she moaned. He.