) Why? Well as I mentioned I am a big gal, so clothes tend to be uncomfortable. Plus, if I\'m nude it makes it real easy for me to reach down and fing...r myself to a quick cum when and where the mood strikes. With k**s though, comes modesty.Anyway, I made my way into the kitchen, and lo and behold there on the kitchen table were the donuts my husband had picked up the day before. I opened the box, trembling with excitement. There were almost a dozen of my absolute favorite: chocolate covered. I feel something wrap around my hip, resting on my stomach as he presses against my back, his other hand finally touching my ass. I suppress a shiver and take a deep breath to calm myself. “Just do it.” I hiss, waiting for this to be over.“All good things come must to those who wait.” He quotes, the smug bastard. “I want you to be ready for it. I want you to want it.”I feel the growl before it comes out. “You little shit!” I snap, pushing off. “You think I’m some toy to play with? Well fuck. Her tits danced around in such a fashion that I got harder. I pulled her to me, inserted a finger in her ass hole, and moved it in and out in rhythm of her strokes. “Oh Pabby your finger feels so nice. It has been a long time since I have had anything there.” I then pushed the second finger into her and rotated it. She was ecstatic. After fifteen minutes, we came together and lay exhausted. “Ulla, have you had anal sex before?” I asked. “Yes, but with only one person,” she replied. “Ulla, tell. I felt sure that the bio I read at Lushstories had to be yours." Chills went up my back and the hair on my neck stood on end. She did not tell Mom about me writing stories did she? "So you read my stories over at Lush? Hope you did not tell Mom," I said with a smile. "No, I did not tell your Mom how much I liked your stories, specially the one where you fixed the librarians neck chain, I started to get hot and wet when I read that story, Gus." I was feeling pretty good, an older educated lady.