You never know; she could have a heart attack or something. Lying down on a bed was best, although we have tried it sitting on a kitchen chair and eve... while standing, arms tied in the air over a door. I enjoyed them all, but the bed was the best. We were constantly thinking up new things to try. Some were good, some not so, but at least we tried and almost always ended up laughing. Then one day, Mary told me that she had a marvellous surprise for me, something new that we had never tried. The harness for the strap-on was brown leather with a belt like upper portion that encircled her waist and padded leather straps that went around her upper thighs and around the back of her legs. The dildo that stuck out from it was very life like in appearance. Mushroom headed, with darker colored streaks to imitate veins running up and down its length. The length I would shortly find out was 8", a couple inches longer than mine in length, 2" thick matching mine in thickness. I was into the. She was fucking out of her mind with lust! She had fantasized so many times about surrendering her body to so many sexual acts. Now she was actually doing those things with her aunt and uncle. And she wanted more, MORE! Wendy rolled over on her side so she could bury her face in her pillow. She inserted a third finger and they coiled deeply inside her vagina, flexing, thrusting, massaging. Her hand and her thigh were soaked. She knew it was going to spot the bedsheets, but she didn’t care.. Roy didn’t touch her breasts. Instead, he unfastened the waist of her skirt. Then he took her hand and pulled her up. She stood sideways in front of me, facing him. The way she was standing, it looked like she was pushing her breasts toward him. It looked like she wanted him to touch her. But instead, he slipped her skirt and her slip down. She stepped out of them. He picked them up, folded the skirt and put it on the chair. My wife was standing in front of Roy in only her panties and pushing.