We continue talking and i tell her that she is training hard for this run and i say i am a bit envious because i don't exercise as much as i should, w...tching her work out is actually making me want to join in too so i jump on the cross trainer besides her but i only use the machine for about a minute because i am wearing jeans and i don't wanna get all hot and sweaty in my casual clothes, she tells me to get back on the machine and i explain that i don't wanna get all hot and sweaty in my jeans. I was showing off my deep-throat skills like a professional whore. I kept sucking his dick and smoking cigarettes simultaneously. Then after some hard blowjob, I lowered my strap-on dildo to the floor and pinned my husband on the bed.I claimed on top of him with my legs on either side. My husband was pleasantly surprised by my moves. Now I gently placed my ass on his dick and moved so that his dick was getting rubbed between my pussy lips. I pulled Sanjay by his dog collar.I asked him to sit on. I found myself becoming more and more accepting of what I should have considered odd behavior, but shortly after settling in the den, we were all kissing and rubbing and cuddling with each other. I still was very timid to do much of anything with my hands, my arms mostly feeling in the way of things, but I was completely letting go with the French kissing and actively working tongue action with both foster parents. It also seemed to feel much less weird when their hands would touch my body on. . You can’t do that honey… Please don’t… Please baby, please… I’ve never been fucked in my ass before… Your cock is too big, it won’t fit… Please honey, not in my asshole, it’s too small… You can fuck my pussy again… Please fuck mommy’s pussy again baby… Not in my asshole… Not in mommy’s ass… Please son, please… Not in your mother’s asshole!!!”He immediately kneeled down behind her and began to lick the rim of her anus.“Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh… Oh my God… That feels so good… Lick it again… Lick.