I had a few wicked fantasies about that lady when K and I first got together. In any case, nothing ever happened so who cares. Her father was very dom...neering, he had some mental illness, an anxiety condition for sure, and he ran the house. Her parents were both very religious. K said growing up they would take her to prayer sessions where people would convulse and foam at the mouth while everyone cheered and praised god. It freaked her out when she was young, traumatized more like. K always. Ooh yes, I want so much to get fucked by two hot studs at once, harder and harder. You can watch them stretch me wide open as they both slam into me until they shoot their loads of cum inside me. Oh, Im going to love the feeling of them jerking inside me, spurting their cream into my holes. I could feel the pressure building up in my balls as I squeezed my prick as hard as I could, pumping it wildly as my balls bounced around underneath. Images of my wife being aggressively fucked in both holes. She asked me to start with the fences, some of which had planks that were rotting away. I measured the planks that needed replacing and gave her a list of the lumber that was needed. She said she would drive into town to pick it up while I pulled off the rotten planks. A little later, passing by a window, I overheard Katherine and Inga talking. Out of curiosity I stopped to listen. “Oh don’t be stupid, Inga, the rest of the chores will only take a minute. You do them. I want to go. She said, “oh yes I have seen that position too and wondered how it would be to feel it”. She straddled me and took my cock in her hands and positioned it under her pussy and slowly lowered herself onto it.My cock was so stiff and proud to be penetrating this lovely now no-virgin pussy but still very tight and warm. She put her hands on my chest and slowly moved up and down back and forth. She started moaning and told it was heavenly. She started moving back and forth harder and harder. I put.