"You don’t enter her till I’ve cum." I know my wife’s breathing patterns when she is turned on. Kali was going an excellent job licking away wit... her arse in the air. I entered her with two fingers. I gave no warning. I was going to go as far as the first knuckle but she was so sopping wet I met no resistance and went to the second. Katy was starting to pant and I knew she was close. Her eyes were half closed and her head tilted back. “Now fuck her.”I took out my fingers and replaced it with my. As an Asian American, she had taken a lot of jokes about being a ‘Tennis Ninja’ but she knew that was an admittance to her physical ability. Gasping for air on a simple run was proof of how far she had fallen from her former standards.Amaya slowed down as she reached the Student Center. She bent over and took some deep breaths. The sight that greeted her stunned her. She had been sweating so much, her nipples were as plain as day through her white t-shirt! Amaya had been running with a nearly. Finally, she could take no more of the ugly thoughts and images going through her mind, so she went to her favorite place to meditate. Emerald Lake was a beautiful, tranquil place to rest one’s mind. As she lay there under the weeping willow tree looking up at the clouds, she fell asleep. A rustling noise awakened her. When she opened her eyes, the shadow of a man was standing over her. She couldn’t see his face for the shadows. ‘I was always told that this place was magical. I see that it is. I stepped inside and nervously closed the door behind me.“What the fuck!” My husband said in a raised voice, but not in an angry tone.I looked at him as his eyes wandered up and down my body, focusing on the globules of thick white cum on black leather boots.“Someone has been a very naughty slut!” Steve smiled, beckoning me toward him.A smile broke across his face, letting me know I had his seal of approval.“I’ve been a very naughty slut wife! I’ve even been a filthy whore!” I smiled.