Rick then announced it was his turn and he stripped off his clothes and got onto the bed. He really made slow passionate love to my wife. She respon...ed to his body like I had never seen before when he came he slowly pushed his cock inside her and gave her deep passionate kisses. I thought I heard my wife say I love you just as he came.My wife fucked different combinations of guys throughout the day in every position imaginable. The boss showed his Nephew how to use my wife for a urnal. . Chris had been riding along with me that day and he always seemed to bring out the devil in me, so after a few taunts I had pulled my shirt off and ridden topless for him. His reaction was so stimulating that I had tried to picture in my mind what I must have looked like, as if I were watching another girl do it. I’d only kept it off for a few minutes before I got scared and put my shirt back on, but even that fear was exhilarating. Today, I was going to go the rest of the way, and take. Not that I had anything to show off there. The shape and design of the shirt though still made me look slightly more fem. I had gotten a few looks on the bus and even did a double take when I saw myself in the mirror. I had thought to myself that I look like a pretty boy from one of the Japanese manga's or anime's I sometimes watched with my female friends. I had always been petite and had a pretty feminine body. Even after I hit puberty and was now 21. Even when in masculine clothes or when I. If I could speak, I would beg for it to fuck my asshole with its big, thick flower-dick.But I couldn’t. I shouldn’t. I swore a vow to...The flower-dick thrust into my asshole. I moaned my delight. The sticky stamen-shaft penetrated me. My asshole parted for it. Hot friction warmed from my bowels, meeting the heat generated in my pussy’s depths.Both flower-cocks thrust into my holes, reaming me. I had one in each of them. Mouth, pussy, ass. I was a true flower-slut. A plant-whore.I bucked and.