Showing just a bit of chest to keep anyone interested. During dinner, she sat near me at a small tow top table. Occasionally she would rest her hand o... my thigh. She was flirting hard that night, some newfound confidence. Our conversations were deep, and our connection evident. That night, nothing else mattered but Lauren. Eventually, dinner would come to an end and a decision would need to be made.I took Lauren by the hand and needed to know. “So, do you still feel ready tonight?”Without any. She half-smiled and half-grimaced, as if she was struggling to put on a brave face. He immediately invited her in and the two sat at the small kitchen table. Even a few feet apart, he could still smell the strong fragrance that she was wearing. It was almost dizzying. He thought that she was wearing a bit much, but kept that to himself. Drew sipped some of his orange juice and asked, ‘c’mon, what’s wrong?’ He continued slowly, ‘you know we weren’t getting along anymore. You’ll be better off. I am sorry." I noded as I staired into his sad, sad eyes. " Here, come with me and I will get you washed up and dressed in better clothing. Then you can tell me about those people who took your wife" I stood up and helped pulled him up when someone came around the corner. He was a young guy, about 2 or 3 years older than myself, being 22. He had wonderful green eyes, the same as mine, and gourgous jet black hair. He was taller than me by and inch or 2. He wasn't buff but he was deffinatly not. My wife loves to eat my asshole as much as I love to eat hers.She kept working her saliva deeper and deeper into my asshole, my asshole was pulsating, begging to be fucked. She then quit licking it and I felt a large hard object penetrating my ass, she had lubed up the double-headed dildo and was inserting it into my ass. She has fucked me plenty of times with it so it went into my ass without any trouble at all.I turned my head around to her and told her to fuck me hard that I was a bad boy.