"He pulled himself out of her, much to her dismay. She tried to look back at him, her eyes tearing in sadness. Positioning his cock head at her rear p...rtal, he slowly pushed forward. He grabbed a creamy ass cheek in each hand and pulled them apart as far as he could. She screamed into her gag. The fat head of his cock pushed hard against the straining sphincter, splitting it wider and wider. She thought she would be ripped apart. The pain was intense, worse than anything she had ever felt. My wife was an administrative assistant at an accounting firm in town, so weekdays alone at my home office alllowed me to do whatever I wanted; but also got lonely when things were slow. My kids were grown and gone; Joanne was in college and John had joined the Marines to try to straighten his life out. Best move he ever made - after many stupid moves.I was 48, financially stable, and physically average. Average height (5' 11") & weight (205#), average looks, average body, average penis. My. Maybe go somewhere for coffee afterward. What’s her curfew?’ ‘Having a curfew means having parents that pay enough attention to what you’re doing to actually set one,’ came a voice from the stairs. Pat descended, clad in her snug new jeans and a woodland camouflage tank-top that clung to her muscular body. For most girls, it was a fairly conservative outfit. For Pat, it was as risqué as she had ever worn. Tobias furrowed his brow. While he had long wanted for her to take a stand against her. “John,” he replied. I said: “John, sit down on he other side of my wife.” (We were not married, of course.) Moni tried to edge toward me. I took John’s nearest hand and placed it on her thigh and told him we were both going to feel my wife’s pussy. He followed my lead and each put a finger into her now sopping wet pussy. “Kiss John,” I commanded, and she did, whimpering “no” and trying to keep from being aroused. I said to her loud enough for the men in the bar to hear: “Honey, unzip his pants.