Quickly I am moved onto my stomach as I feel my ass cheeks being spread. Oh my god, this is everything I have wanted for years. Stranger is now kissin... down my back gently, stopping every few kisses to bite here and there. Finally at the bottom of my back I feel it, his tongue has reached my asshole. My small, tight asshole is being taken by Strangers tongue. I moan loudly into my mattress. As quickly as it started it ended and pushed onto my hands and knees. One my hands and knees my ass is. “I didn’t know,” she said. She was talking about her action, the choice she had made, the same choice half a billion women around the world had made.“I know. I’m sorry. Nobody knew.”My wife, she raged. “That fuck. Please tell me. Please tell me they’ll find that fuck.”My wife and I, we held each other, and we watched the swans swim by.* * * That night, I woke to a sound in the bathroom.“Babe,” I said, knocking. “Babe, what’re you doing.”Only a moan. I turned the handle on the door.“D-don’t,”. In about five minutes, as you may be able to guess, almost everyone had removed their pants or jeans or skirts or dresses and any undergarments associated with their sex (again, if we were wearing any). I could hear a lot of heavy breathing as everyone felt free from the choking and crushing weight. Many people were sprawled out across bleachers, sweating. Football players were laying on the ground, naked, with cheerleaders sprawled next to them, their tits squashed against the field as they. He might have won more, but after a few hours nobody would play him. His dad and Mr. Van Devanter even managed to win a few hundred from side bets on the games he played. It was nearing dusk when he reached the casino. He had stopped in New York for two Italian suits, some fancy dress shirts and silk ties, a new pair of black shoes (also Italian), and a hundred dollar haircut. ‘I should have sprung for a fancy watch,’ he thought to himself as he handed the car keys to the valet. He tinkered.