After some hesitation, she burst out. She had no feeling for her husband, no more sex and no ideas to make sex life attractive again. With the second ...lass of wine, I asked her if and how she could satisfy her sexual desires. She lowered her eyes and said that this was to masturbate and watch porn once in a while when her husband wasn't around.Watching ... I told her I wanted to be honest with her and asked why she was watching me behind the bushes last week. Without further ado, she said, it. I had wanted a kiss from my lover one last time before we kiss as husband and wife. Deciding not to dwell on it and instead look forward to an eternity at Asmodeus' side, I glide into the bathroom. I stop in my tracks, heart thudding painfully when I find someone waiting for me. Ida stands rigid in the middle of the room; hands clasping a frosted glass box and head bowed in submission, still wearing the green dress I gave her. It's the dress that gives away who she is and without it I probably. Her hole was so tiny, his fingers rubbing over her asshole, feeling her trying to keep her cheeks relaxed as his finger began to press into the tight hole. It didn’t take much, his finger covered with Vaseline, a flick of his wrist sending his finger up to the first joint in her tight asshole, fighting her muscles as he pushed hard into her rectum.“UUGGGH,” she cried out, trying to push her body into the bed, anything to get away from the finger that was boring into her guts. His finger was. Once on her knees on the pillow, she looked up at Noah.“I think you know what to do,” he told her.“I know what I want to do,” she said as her fingers began to unbuckle his belt. “I want to see this cock other women talk about and see if it could possibly be as good as I’ve heard.”When his trousers fell down around his ankles, Nancy put her hand around his erection encased in navy blue boxers. What she found was extremely hard and larger than her husband’s. It was hot and pulsed in her hand..