......with this ....and by this time we were both a little drunk without warning steves tongue was in my mouth and i sucked on it ...with one hand squ...ezing my booty he whispered...ive always wanted to fuck an indian ....so ....what you saying ???Im not ashamed to admit by this point i could feel my pussy begin to get really wet ....i just wanted to get back to the hotel room and have incredible sex with steve as my husband wanked while watching his sexy slut at her best.So having explained to. I totally lost track of her until about 4 years later I got a phone call one day from a rehab clinic in Chicago. She got busted holding meth and had served 6 months and was then released to do the rehab and parole. She said it was her, Sarah, and I couldn’t believe it. I was flooded with emotions. Guilty that I’d been so gullible with James and TJ but joyful that she was alive. Sarah went on to explain that she was now sober and didn’t really know who to reach out to except me. She actually. By the time they had my denim britches off, they’d pushed me backwards to sit on the bedside. When they had me naked, one was on one side and one was on the other as they knelt on the bed and pushed me back with my feet hanging off.“Joss, you have no idea how much both Darla and I need this. If there was some way you could stay here with us, we’d do this every night for the rest of our lives, except when we were having babies.”“I wished many times that I had stayed the first time I was here. I. Plus, she said she didn't want to feel "my icky slime" in her. Still for me, the sex was wonderful. For her, not so much. "I just must be used to getting fucked by bigger cocks honey," she reasoned, "sorry to say, but yours must be too small for me to really enjoy it. I mean it was OK, you can still fuck me when you want to while we're on the honeymoon. I was kind of thinking it would be like this when I saw your penis anyway, dear. Since you can't make me cum with your penis, come down here.