Fuck me, that was unbelievable. Stacy tries to breathe again. She can feel her insides becoming raw and incredibly overstimulated as the buzzing conti...ues to torment her. Cara pulls her fingers from the girl's young mouth and picks up her panties. She turns the vibrator off. Oh thank goodness. Stacy's creamy arousal drips out from the little holes at the bottom of the chastity belt. Cara notices. "Take yourself to the bidet and clean yourself up, darling," Cara instructs, adjusting her skirt. Gently but assertively he removed her mouth from his cock and then he pushed her back on the couch. She complied without any resistance. He dropped to his knees and parted her legs. Her delicious, glistening cunt was once again on full display. Clearly Jordan was hungry for my wife ‘cos he went in and licked and licked like he needed it to stay alive. He buried his face into her tasty wetness and, judging by my wife’s look of sublime, trance like bliss, thrust his tongue deep into her.I loved. And it’s not his fault or mine that every time I look at him all I can think of is how good he feels inside of me, and how much I love the feel of his body…well maybe it’s mine, what do you think?’ A deep chuckle made her look up. ‘I was afraid of that hon, we have been going at it like two rabbits from the start.’ She sighed. ‘I guess I should have known better…’ Bull shook his head, ‘No, I should have known when to call a halt to it. But I’m like you, I love being inside you and I love how. The bartender, who knew the signs, went over to talk."Hey buddy," he said, "You got problems with the missus?" I just found out my wife used to be a man." Peter answered."Huh? Is that all? You're lucky. My wife used to be a woman."The bartender rolled his eyes. Peter had to laugh at his joke despite himself."Let me ask you this, do you still love her?"Peter thought about this. He thought about everything that had happened since he met her. He thought about how lonely his life was before he met.