I bravely glanced at my wife, who sat quietly staring at me. Awkward silence continued. Think, man, think!Finally, I said, "Hun, this is Cara ... my-"...Secret affair," she finished. "Well, not so secret now, I guess," Cara chimed in with a quick laugh. "I wasn't the only kept secret. It seems you accidentally misplaced your wedding ring while you were fucking me." Look ... I can-" My wife put her hands up. "No need to explain. I found out about her. She found out about me."I watched and waited. Special padding inside excessively pushed up my breasts. Cleavage & ‘U’ shaped metal ring was big attraction for my teenage son. I know he is thinking to insert his Dong through this ‘U’ shaped metal ring and rub on my cleavage.Panty was comparatively modest to older once. Cover half of my buttock. Extremely low rise make again pubic hairs to furl out of panty edge. No material on sides of waist. A thin strap is hanging in back, which can be fastened with front hem, with a small Velcro tape. If. Toppsy thrusted her ass up and back against Tiffany's prick, her rectum being reamed by the huge battering ram of Tiffany's cock. She could feel her flesh expanding as Tiffany shoved her prick into her asshole. Her frantic wriggling only served to turn Tiffany on even more. She knew she could only submit to Tiffany's desires and let her fuck her ass until she finally shot her load up her bowels. Next to her, Clyda smiled, looked at Lulu's ass and decided it was time. Clyda held her rigid. “Why should I forgive her?” thought Alison to herself. “I could make her suffer now. I could turn her into an outcast, I could humiliate her, I could get her thrown in jail – maybe even culled! And – Jesus fucking Christ – wouldn’t that be good…!” But she caught sight of her mother’s nervous smile, and some of her wisest words, taught to her from earliest childhood, came to mind: “Remember, true fuckers want nothing more than to give Pleasure. In this Enlightened world we live in, there is to.