Oddly, with the apparent disappointment. I think I was my parents' favorite kid. I was the one they confided in, the one they listened to almost as a ...amily adviser. They were leaving and I was excited, I knew I would have about 2 hours to myself. So I was making plans. I would take my clothes off and splay my smooth boyish body over the couch in the living room. I'd retrieve some lotion from my mom's bathroom and I would repeatedly edge myself and cum until I couldn't anymore. I was excited.I. “Fuck my arse you cunt.” She almost spat at him. “Fuck it, fuck it.”John pressed his cockhead against her hole and pushed it in.The stinging sensation of his cock sliding in was quickly replaced with a rush of endorphins to deal with the pain. “Oh fuck that feels good.” She cried. “My arse is so tight around your cock.” “You’d love to have a cock in your pussy too wouldn’t you?” John said.”And one in your mouth wouldn’t you.” He slapped her arse again.“Yes, yes, yes!” She cried as she rubbed. He asked my wife how he should take me. She instantly replied, "with him on fours and you straddling his butt." She always liked to do me that way, "so I can see your cockhead jammed in his man hole and your hairy balls colliding with his smaoothed ones." And so it was. If only to tease her he gradually see-sawed in and out of my asshole. I quickly became addicted to this as evident from the profuse perspiration dripping off my body. "Now you both face me so I can see hubby squirm", she. . the joy it brought him just to be near her. Missed her laughter and her squeals of pleasure when she came. Missed her. Ached for her.The statuette ended up on the pillow next to him that night when he drifted off to sleep. Somehow, it felt like it belonged there. And he had such vivid dreams. He was making love to Brenda. She was stretched full length on top of him, and he relished the feel of her 260 pounds enveloping him in her yielding, fleshy warmth, grinding him deeply into the mattress..
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