Her head pushed back and her back arched making her mountainous tits rise and quiver I had to remind myself I wasn’t dreaming. I kept my one hand gr...pping one perfect breast and sat up, lifting her ass with my other hand and thrusting deep, hard, but slow. Making her whimper and moan with each push until she was shaking her head, reaching for my waist, making her tits press together between her arms and telling me faster, harder. But no. Oh no, she wasn’t the only one who could tease.I shut her. “Three best friends, spending the weekend at the lake,” Helen said as they picked up Leila. It was a six-hour drive to the cabin. They took turns driving and rotated who sat in the back. Helen found a reason to use the trigger words multiple times and noticed some positive results. Neither husband nor friend criticized the other’s driving, and they chatted pleasantly enough when Helen pretended to nap in the back seat.When Paul was in the back, he had to admit to himself that the women did care. Dressed casual ready to go out he actually looked very handsome and he definitely didn't look like someone's uncle. Susan had a great evening as they club hopped around town. She couldn't remember the last time she had laughed so hard or so long, and Uncle Peter danced divinely. They both drank way too much and she was glad he had insisted on taking a cab to go out.The next morning she awoke with a splitting headache and some big gaps in her memory of the night before. The first thing she. I should have realized then that my prudish wife had thoughts of playing the man during sex, but that thought never entered my mind. Knowing what I know about her now, I would take her up on that offer in an instant. She had always preferred for me to make love to her and for me to take the dominant roll. This worked fine for me, and I was normally satisfied with our sex life. I always did have a fantasy of being ****d and wondered how it would feel to be forced to suck a dick and be fucked in.