Thank you for making my wife squirt by sliding a finger up her ass as you fucked her.”“He what?! You never let me touch your butt. I’ve been beg...ing you to let me try that with you the entire time we’ve been married.” John pleaded. “I know you have. Chase didn’t even ask. He was just railing my cunt and suddenly I felt his finger in there and I squirted all over the place.” Dawn told her husband. “I plan on trying to take his entire cock in there. I’m nervous because his penis is so thick, but. I don’t want to.I want to be his bitch.My orgasm goes on. It never truly fades. Even as I come down from it, I feel another starting to build slowly. His meaty fat knot presses fully against my welcoming lips, locking his now enormous dick inside of me. The heat of his throbbing member, of the continuous eruptions of his cum, of his heavy build holding me down and claiming me.I am given no respite, and I don’t want any.The fingers of my right hand, still near my clit, stretch to feel his red. I pulled them on carefully, got them around my narrowed hips, and zipped up the back gleefully. Then, second drawer from the top, a little pink spaghetti-strap tee, short enough that my belly button was in full view. It was one of my favorites; scrolled in rhinestones across the chest were the words "100% Girl." How I wanted to wear that top to school, how I wanted to saunter around our little town window shopping with "100% Girl" proudly written on my chest. Well... onward! I slipped my. Becoming impatient with her ministrations he proceeded to facefuck her while holding the back of her head. Regina was gagging as herammed his cock down her throat. A crowd had gathered around them. Theguys stood around stroking their dicks awaiting their turns while thewomen snickered and made deriding remarks on her technique."Suck it honey! Don't blow! Make sure to swallow baby! A lady doesn'tdrool! Hurry up the other boys are getting restless! What a poor excusefor a pansy! Best get some.