I slowly started moving my dick. She asked me to stop. But I did not. The lubrication inside helped me a lot. I just kept moving her hips with my hand.... Her moaning slowly changed. She started getting used to the pain.She also slowly started to enjoy it. I put her legs over my shoulders all the while fucking her. The butterfly is one of my favorite positions. I held both her hands and was fucking her. She again arched her back and orgasms. But I just kept going.I took out my dick. I made her. It only half struck, but it was still enough to send a deep aching pain into my bowels. Her second hit was better and she went on caning the end of the plug up my arse for ages, each hit taking me closer and closer to passing out with the pain. Then she stopped and with a sharp tug, ripped the butt plug out. I lay there feeling the pain subsiding of my caning and the gradual return to some normality of my ****d arsehole. I could feel liquid leaking from my hole and assumed it was blood from my. The husband only wore sweat pants and a t-shirt, and was already sitting upright on the bed, leaning against the backboard, while I was still undoing my shoelaces.I continued to undress, and came closer to the bed. Still no sign of the wife, and the husband was flopping his semi-erection from side-to-side. He caught me looking at it, and asked: “You wanna drive?”.I figured his intentions were clear now, so I knelt on the bed, and started sucking him off. His dick was not bad in size, and very. We started exchanging places under the shower and I lent him my soap, we didn’t talk much just some chatting about the weather, and that the day was good, as he was using the soap he asked me to rub soap on his back, so I did. After that he offered to do the same and said I still have some tanning oil on my back so I said ok, and thanked him, as he started to rub my back he started to rub slowly as he moved down my back reaching my buttocks, he even got slower rubbing my butt cheeks one cheek.