It was incredible. When Tiffany could not coax any more cum from my dick I rolled off of her and lat on my side facing her and we started kissing agai.... I did not feel that normal guilt or shame about what I had done as I did in the past and instead I wanted to stay with her as we pressed our naked bodies against one another."Can I cum now?" she asked me. I liked how she asked permission to do things like when she asked permission to give me a blow job and to fuck her, and now if she could. I questioned where they had come from. "Wedding present. Haven't used them much. Husband's gone, sentiment we had together went with him and has faded. Time to move on. We'll use these for everyday." That's what she said, but there was some suspicious moisture in her eyes.I didn't know what to say. "They are beautiful. The flowers are from one of the beds out back, I can see. That's very thoughtful. Something smells wonderful." Pot roast. There are onions, carrots, and potatoes cooked in the. Matt slowly started to pump in and out of John's stretched asshole. John was starting to moan with pleasure, he told Matt to fuck him harder, then harder. Matt picked up his pace untill he was pistoning into John's ass hole. Matt was fucking him as hard as he could for at least 30 minutes when Matt tensed up and unleashed his second load right in John's ass hole. Matt fell off of John's back and laid down on the floor in front of the couch. John laid on the couch feeling his strechted and. Do it, cum for me! he ordered, which sent me over the top screaming about how I loved his dick, how I wanted him to fuck me every moment of every day from now on, how I never wanted a small cock again, etc. As I started to recover again, he wrapped his arms underneath me, grabbed me under my ass, and picked me up as he stood up from the bed. I repositioned myself slightly so I wouldnt fall and began to fuck him violently as he held me tight. After a minute or so, he let me down. My legs we weak.