This had come into a normal Friday night and was getting quite boring, so me and sam decided to have a little fun and go out tonight. I am just over f...ve foot about a hundred pounds blonde hair and a very nice but with a b-cup breast. My husband is an avererge built man broad shoulders and a bit of an athletic build. We have been married for 7 years and have kids and just entering our 30s. me and my husband have been exploring around with our sexuality in bed for a while but have always kept it. Then she wakes up as the thought, "poison," flows through her mind, through her body.She had decided long ago that she would never let a man possess her, own her, she would never marry. The whole thing made her think of being caged, locked away, contained. No, that simply would never do for her, she would live a care free life where she answered to noone. She would soar in her job and would make magnificent works of art. The thought of her phallus sculpture suddenly crossed her mind and she. She had never been one to actively pursue sex, so this was a refreshing change for Sean, who was having a hard time focusing his thoughts.She began kissing his bare shoulders, and moved her hands to the front of his thighs. She was ever so close to feeling his erection, and the fact that she deliberately avoided it was driving him wild. He stopped even trying to tell his story and began to caress her body. Even after 16 years, she could still drive him wild. And because of their 16 years. His ripped chest and large muscular legs and arms are on full display, not to mention the massive, hard erection bulging in his shorts. Clearly, he was once again wearing no underwear. My wife smiled as she examined him head to toe with her eyes. I noticed her eyes lingered at his erection. So did mine, but I tried not to show it. "She's as fine as you said she was," he said with a smile. My wife walked over to small table and put her bag down. Her breasts jiggled and her dress stretched.