As she rode up and down on his cock Mark stood behind her stoking his member with one hand and slipping a lubed finger into my wife’s arse with the ...ther. Once he was ready, he poured a load of lube into his hand, and worked it all along his thick shaft. Without further ado he proceeded to slowly push the tip of it into my wife’s tight anus.I couldn’t believe this was happening. I was standing behind a large black man who was pushing a huge cock up my wife’s arse, all this whilst she bucked up. Pulling my cock from Perkins’ pussy, I stepped out of my jeans and boxers and pulled my shirt off. I turned Dr. Perkins around and, for the first time, got a good look at her chest.Those tits were majestic. Large and teardrop-shaped, they hung heavily. Her small nipples looked even smaller given the size of her rack. I wrapped my lips around one and sucked as much flesh into my mouth as I could. I buried my fingers into her wet pussy and ran my thumb in circles around her clit. I glanced down. I’d put it down to a story about holding to the faith in the face of overwhelming social forces trying to destroy it. The specific outcome may or may not have been martyrdom. The story I heard had the ending with the soldier walking away.”“You’re weird, Petrovich! Why not keep the story with the righteous person winning?”“Because, as my grandfather says, ‘Life is suffering’. Or, to use another analogy, putting rosewater on dung doesn’t change the character of the manure, it just makes it smell. " "No Mattie, I want you naked under me, begging and panting," Alfred said as he began to brush his hand down his groin. "I want to take you, hard and rough Mattie." Matthew blushed as his breathing began to quicken. "A-Al if you keep saying that, I don't think I could hold back." "Don't hold back Matt," Alfre said, taking out his cock, stroking it. "I want to enter you, and make you beg for me." Matthew took his pants and boxers off as he spread his legs, touching the puckered hole between his.