My wife had talked about wanting to feel a truly huge cock and it was obvious that she took the chance when she got it. My wife's gorgeous big ass rod... this cock so good from my view in the camera. I was praying that she would not move. I had no clue how long she had been fucking this big cock, I could see on the guys face that he was struggling with holding back and not cum yet. His face was showing the pleasure she was giving him. I wish I could see her face too.The plumber grabbed my wife's. I am a woman of thirty eight, a MILF, who loves the branding, in fact my husband has suggested I shave my blond pubes and have it tattooed on my pubic bone, for the younger men to marvel at, but back to my first experience.Three decades ago, you do the maths, I lay on a sandy beach with my sister and mother. because of the wind we erected a screen for which we lay behind, all nude, as was the beach, with me up against the cotton fabric bum first, as I lay on my side reading a book about fairies. I paused, glanced at my plaything to include her, then spoke, "which of you should I choose to pleasure me?"Before my two kneeling slaves could speak, my playthings voice, hoarse tortured cry broke the silence, "Please, Mistress, please allow me to serve you, please, I cannot bear it, please Mistress, I beg you, please..." Her cry fading as she ran out of breath.Ignoring my plaything I stood and crossed the mat to stand before my slaves. "Stand." Both rose gracefully as I turned to face the. Ryan moaned and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight to him.Mary returned the moan and pressed her hips into his groin.Ryan's hands slipped down her back until he was grasping her buttocks through the thin dress. He was surprised when he didn't feel underwear. He wondered if she normally didn't wear underwear or if she had left them off for him. He hoped it was the latter. Slowly he began to pull the back of her dress up, bunching it under his fingers."Ryan," Mary whispered as he.