This time it was too much for him.Matt grabbed my ankles and pushed them back so that my toes were touching the bed above my head, succeeding in lifti...g my ass high off of the bed again. He then had the easy job of using gravity to pull himself down into me and then simply sitting up to pull out. Something about the angle, he was able to get deeper than he ever could from behind. I could feel his legs butting against my ass every time he pressed his way deeper. Another plus from the position. As far as I know, Sarah doesn't have a bisexual bone in her body which makes the idea of her being massaged by a woman even more exciting to me. I could imagine the masseuse being gay and being driven out of her mind seeing my gorgeous wife lying naked in front of her, I could imagine the masseuse's pussy being wet the entire time as she massaged my wife, as Sarah lies there, totally oblivious to the sexual arousal of her masseuse. The more I thought about this, the more excited I began to. I was trying to concentrate on his cock, but his touch was too distracting and I kept having to be told to carry on sucking his dick. I felt him take his finger out my dripping slot and was about to turn round and sit on his cock when he rubbed his thumb in my juices and slipped it into my tight ass hole. Then he put his finger back into my pussy, making me moan and groan and writhe back onto his fingers. It wasn't long before I came. I felt the spasm start deep inside me as he continued to ram. It's shadowy here, but I think they're tinted blue. Jesus! She wasn't shaking with rage but with cold."Where are your hat and gloves?" You bastard!" Where are they? You're freezing!" You... I don't know. I left them." Left them?" With him!" Oh, shit! Come in and warm up." No!" You're freezing! At least get warm." No." Come on in. Let the bastard do something right for a change!"Elizabeth didn't pull her hand away when I took it and led her across the room. She shook terribly, like someone in a.