"Oh God!" I hear him groan as he feels the head of the dildo push up against his hole. My grip strengthens and l thrust my hips forward, attempting to...bury the head of the strap-on into him, his bottom clenching involuntarily against it. With a slow exhalation I feel him start to relax and my second thrust slips the head into him. "Mmmm!!!!" I hear him cry out with his face buried into the bed. "Oh baby, I like this" I say in a husky voice filled with excitement. Changing my grip on his hips I. Robbie was making breakfast."Morning boys!" Good morning Dad" I got from both of them."How'd your game go last night?" We beat them up pretty good. I got a couple catches early in the game. After we had a big lead though, we stopped throwing the ball. I scored on a 30 yard pass play" That's great. I can't wait until Friday when I can be there." I can't wait. This is the first time you've missed any of my games." I know, I just can't be there and at work at the same time. So, what are we going. He was everything I could never be and why I was on my knees in this situation.Call it Dawinism of Pussy. He was exactly where he should be and so was I. And my wife was exactly where she should be, her legs spread, her pussy dripping, and aching for Deva to fuck her. My wife glowered at me with a ‘well, come on boy, get on with it and beg him” look on her face. Oh my sweet wife, you needn’t worry yourself at all. There was never a doubt in my mind what was going to happen.Unbelievable things. How else could she explain the fact that his cock had turned the bed sheet into a tent worthy of Barnum and Bailey? She was tempted to go have a peek, but she knew that, if she did, she wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation to touch it, maybe kiss or lick it, perhaps wank it up and down with her fist, or even bounce her cunt on it. If she did that he would surely wake up, and she knew he couldn’t get by without his rest. Much better to content herself with a bit of visually assisted.