She comes home from work, we eat dinner and lounge around watching TV and I rub her feet and legs. I'm not thinking about sex, well I always do a bit...when she's in pantyhose but I digress. So it's a pretty normal evening and sex is off the table as far as we both are concerned since it is bedtime and we're still downstairs watching TV.So my wife goes upstairs to get ready for bed and I lock the house all up. I go upstairs and she is already in bed wearing a typical XXL t-shirt as a night. They would die. So providing them with dildoes, vibrators, butt plugs, anything that could penetrate and spread them, fill them up with the sense of being filled with cock, would act as a panacea, until they were able to actually fuck. The spare room was filled with a varying array of toys for the girls. They would be on the move though, so the only toys that would work in this case would be the butt plugs.Johannah walked to the room, the steel collar around her neck. Even now, in the midst. " I wasn't suggesting that at all, Paul," He continued. "What I'msaying is trying to hunt down Faith would be like searching for aneedle in a hay stack the height of the Empire State building.Better to let her find us." What do you mean us? I thought you were leaving?" I was. With Faith out of the country the only sensible thing for mewas to go back to law school, take the bar exam and join my father'sfirm." You said 'was', does that mean you changed your mind?" I wanted toknow.Rick held up a. I was moaning audibly now and he was over halfway inWhen the pain in my ass had subsided and he had started his fingering again, I lied down flat and asked him to try again. He obliged, bringing his dick closer to my hole and playing with it, pushing the tip in and around it. I pushed my ass up and looked him in the eye, asking for his dick inside me. He carefully went a little deeper and deeper with every stroke, stretching me further and further for his penis. I was moaning audibly now and he.