He put lube on two fingers and entered them inside my tight ass-hole; I was happy to have the pillow to hug. I then watched them undress again; a cock...was thrust towards me; and I was told to put a condom on it. After smearing lots of lube on my hand I started jerking the condom cock off; feeling it grow in my hand. When it was solid he took up his position at my rear and plunged it straight inside my ass. I screamed out in pain before I was swiftly told to shut the fuck up by the youngest. I never wanted to have her instead of you.” Actually, Candy had been a blunder all the way around, but that incident had been like the period at the end of this sentence. It marked that the marriage was over, but it wasn’t what made it over.“Well, you’d been warned.” I had been warned -- about cheating and about lots of other things. Gwen never saw that the warnings hadn’t been preserving our marriage; they’d been eroding it.“Yeah. Once I wondered whether the sex was worth the mouth. Well now,. You should have thought of that before you fucked me yesterday afternoon, and again yesterday evening, and then again last night!”Before I could respond, she continued, “Besides, you’re not a ‘boy’. You are a ‘man’. Boys don’t have a nice, big, beautiful cock like you have. And speaking of cocks, Mister I think I told you to get your ass over here!”Magnetic temptation propelled me forward. When I was within reach, Wendy’s hand closed over my cock with a firm grip. The slim fingers of her. "Okay," he said to himself. He turned back and stepped into one of the shower stalls.The warm water felt almost tingly as it hit him, and the worry and tension of the race sponsorship seemed to melt away. As the jets of water massaged his tense muscles, he let his eyes close for a few moments. Around him, unseen to him, the mist turned a faint pink.As the mist cleared, Mike stepped from the shower, marveling at how the water seemed to have washed away his tension. With a renewed bounce in.