You do it so dam good for me.”“Thanks but you deserve more credit than me. I’m just a dildo,” I laughed.I widened my legs and pushed her legs ...ogether to tighten her cunt around my cock.She continued to move in circles lazily. I raised my knees and with my feet flat on the bed, I started a slight stroke up into her pussy. For several minutes, she circled and I stroked in a steady rhythm. She was moaning happily, “That feels good. Mmmmmm.”She quickened her round and round movements. I increased. A minute passed or what seemed like a minute."Alright then, I'll pull out and send you on your way" and began to doso..."No!" I whispered."What did you say?" I said don't stop," I whispered again, on the verge of tears."You want me to fuck you?" Yes," she said."Then say it." I want you to fuck me." Hard? Do you want me to fuck you hard, bitch." Yes... fuck me! Fuck me hard!"That's all it took to get my Master going again. The butt slapping wasloud along with our moans and squeals. (His. . come on" Fuck yeah, I'm getting you nice and wet so I can fuck your ass... You want me to Fuck your ass" Yeah I want you to fuck my asshole" You want it" I couldn't take the teasing, I was so incredibly turned on at this point. I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Still the fucking dick inside me I need you to fuck me." He knelt up and I could feel him place his huge cock on my ass and he was still teasing me. He moved his dick up and down the crack of my ass and he knew he was driving me. While he ate, he heard her busily putting things away in the kitchen and sighed happily. Obviously, she cared enough to fix the meal for him and it had been no small feat. He could go home with a smile on his face but he wanted to make love to her. To feel that care and concern wrapped around him. He arose and stood in the doorway, his empty plate and glass in hand, just watching her and was suddenly extremely jealous of her husband. ‘Done?’ She held out her hand for his plate and he moved.