I was in the mood to really give him some head today and I asked him to please get back down on the blanket so I could give him more attention. He sat...down and I straddled his face so he could lick my ass and pussy while I deep throated him.After a few minutes I began to feel something at the puckered opening of my hole. I knew it wasn’t Pablo’s hand but I just couldn’t figure out what it was. He jokingly asked me if I was in the mood for some more salami and I said only if you eat it after.. Very much. You know that. I’ve been a faithful hus….”She cut me off. “Oh, really? Then what about yourlittle bird’?”“I haven’t slept with Robin.”“But you want to.”I’ve never been able to lie to my wife without herseeing through me. There was no point in trying. I tooka deep breath and averted my eyes from her gaze.“Yes, I want to.”“So we’ve reached the same point, haven’t we? We wouldeach. He retreated to his cabin in the woods about an hour drive north of Walla Walla, Washington and sulked. *** A little after a week of being back, Ian got so tired of the hucksters leaving messages on his phone trying to capitalize on his moment of fame, or infamy, he disconnected the land-line telephone. What really annoyed him was the damn thing was supposed to have an unlisted number. Disconnecting the phone did not turn out to be the best of ideas, as Ian nearly missed out on the little. She was, however, not one to back down from a challenge. She took her time, and soon, she had two thirds of his cock in her throat. I had never realized that my prick-munching wife was quite this talented. He wasn't just long, he was thick, too, and her salivary glands produced copious amounts of slobber to compensate. The distension in her neck was far greater than earlier. I thought he was going to shove her larynx into her lungs. She took it like a champ, though. I'm not sure how, but,.