I’ve never done it before because my husband’s cock is too big, but I’ve always wanted to do anal. I’ve never tried it.”“What’s that?�... I asked innocently.“Well, it’s just like regular intercourse, but up my arse. Please!” “OK,” I said, a bit worried at the thought.She rolled over on all fours and told me to lick her butthole. The initial thought was one of disgust, but the more I did it, the more I liked it. “OK, rub in this vaseline and stick in your middle finger, then wiggle it. Still asleep, thankfully. He gulped and looked down at the largemounds now replacing his pecs. They were huge... bigger than Bambi's.Bigger than his head! And his nipples; they looked like the could cutglass! If he wasn't careful he could poke his own eye out...He shook his head (and tried to ignore the following jiggle) and lookedin the mirror. He couldn't be seen like this. He had to get out of therebefore Bambi woke up, and find a way to get rid of them. He'd find thebest surgeon money could. Elizabeth began to unbuckle his belt. “I’m suddenly stuck with the thought that it would be a total loss for us to go home and say that we hadn’t fucked on the beach. Right now, I’m naked and horny. This thing in your pants feels like a piece of steel. I think if you were to lie down on the sand, I could ride you to heaven.”“You aren’t worried about someone else walking the beach and seeing us?”“Not in the least,” she said as she stroked his cock. “Let’s go, big boy, give mama what she. She stirred a little.“Bhabhi?” I called out again a little loudly this time,successfully capturing her attention.“Are you alright!” I asked a little concerned.“Aahh… Devarji,” she moaned (I think painfully, butI’m never sure with her), “I think I sprained my backwhile changing the cylinder.” (Here cooking gas -LPG- issold in 14 to 16kg metal cylinders. We don’t have gaslines till now.)“Why don’t you go and rest in.