Sheposted to my Tumblr text that read, “My wife has taken over this account.” Every now and then, shewould make me come over and look at the image... or movies.My wife pointed to some pictures that, in the past, I had jerked off to. She’d laugh and say how funnyit was that I couldn’t get hard. She would masturbate right in the living room, cumming with loudgasps of pleasure.On Monday, a large box arrived from Amazon. It actually was addressed to me, so I opened it. Inside,I found seven sex toys -. He took her chain, and fastened it, tightly to the handle on his glove compartment, so that there was no slack in it. He then belted her in. She looked simply obscene, with her leaking pussy lips spread, and the stud in her clitoris straining against the chain. He then led me to the back seat, and put me in. He fastened my chain to a hook over the door, used to fasten clothes on hooks in the car. He then belted me in, and got in the car. I could tell it would be a long trip, when, as the car. Shelly positioned me in a way that his cock slid right up my asshole. I was crying with pleasure as I grated my ass over the cock and I had a feeling that my ass will explode. The feeling was so wonderful.Meanwhile the other two were attending other parts of my body. Shelly was squeezing my nipples and her husband was exploring my cunt, which was now dripping like a running tap. Suddenly I was asked to change direction and now I was holding Rakesh’s cock inside my asshole while my back was. “Hurry,” she implored as she turned around and bent over the bar, with her tits resting on it.She wasn’t kidding about being wet. The moment the head of my cock brushed her pussy lips, I could feel it. I gave my cock a couple of wiggles, coating the tip in her wetness, and pushed inside her.“Oh god, yes!” she cried.“Fuck, yeah. That pussy feels good,” I said as I pumped my hips.I felt her fingers brush against my shaft when they slipped between her legs to her clit. “Give it to me. Fuck.