There is a longing and an urge, but it’s not the way my husband stares at you. When he looks at you, it’s just pure lust, and desire. He can’t c...ntrol himself. When he sees you like that he just wants sex. He wants to fuck, to have you suck him, to rub his cock between your boobs, he knows he can get it, and like an animal he goes after it, the way he wants it. That’s what I want, to be desired, and then taken like an animal.”At this time, I was certain that I was looking at her with the. ”“Oh, I won’t.” He moved to catch her lips with his own. Her hand coming up to hold his face, running her fingers along the faint hairs of his shaved face. His hand left her breast and move to her side and behind her back to lift her up toward him as he thrust forward. She rocked her hips into his thrusts, and they began to move together. The only sounds within their home being the soft clapping of their hips and the echoes of lips and tongue dancing. Sucking each other in. They reached a. I couldn’t get fully erect with the device on but it got as chubby as it was able to within the confines of my XXS cage. I don’t really know for sure how long they were going at it but I know my wife well enough to count at least five orgasms before I heard her mysterious bull start grunting. ‘Oh Daddy, are you getting close?’ ‘Yeah babygirl, I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum all up inside you, now beg for it.’ ‘Cum in me daddy, fill me up with your hot sweet cum. Give it to me Daddy, give me. The year I was seventeen I got to make another trip to the hospital where I was by now on a first name basis with the admitting clerk. My older sister who had recently married had the family over for Thanksgiving dinner. They said it was the turkey, but whatever it was it had the entire family in the emergency room having their stomach's pumped.That brings me to this year. I'm eighteen and Christmas is in five days and I am again in the hospital, this time with both legs broken and in traction..