Upon the days leading up to my arrival, the wife, lets call her Danielle, would send me pictures of herself; at first, they were pics of her in her bi...ini, and short shorts. They, however, escalated in nature very quickly; it wasn't long before she would send pictures of her pussy and ass with fingers, dildos, and even cocks inside of them! I paid particular attention to the one picture of her being fucked in the ass by her husband. I have always loved anal and by the looks of the picture, it. "Peee-eeeew," she said, "Someone over here is a stinky baby!"She made a point of picking me up and sniffing me. "I know it's notyou," she whispered. "I'll get her changed..." Not my Princess," she said, "Janice are you stinky?" Stinky!" she exclaimed and then happily sat down on her poop to smushit.She picked her up and said, "Jonah, your baby needs changed." Shedefinitely emphasized the word baby in such a way I could tell shewasn't really happy about it."She likes her poopies," Katie said.. Worse, the intermission report showed that Detroit was easily handling Calgary in their game two. Steve owed me one story. It looked like I wasn't going to get another one today.Sandy and Pete were pretty quiet too. We'd given up groaning before the commercial breaks and Sandy had stopped her running critique of the game. Pete hit mute and headed into the kitchen, muttering something about more guacamole. Sandy winked at me and followed.I looked at Steve. He was smug, and obviously biting his. Pushing himself up on an extended right arm he stared down at her brown triangle and hair covered pussy lips; the first he had ever seen. His swollen member twitched a couple times, making the head bob up and down.Sally took it all in with her eyes and felt a twinge in her vagina as if his maleness were nudging her there with each move it made. Turning her gaze to his eyes, she saw him staring at her newly exposed flesh. His eyes then swept up her body to look deep into hers. Glancing back down.