I started feeling real nasty and couldn't get enough kinky perverted sex. As I was licking her puckered asshole I felt something stab me in the neck. ... turned around and my wife had opened the door to the peep room.There stood a man with his cock in his hand and the end of it two inches from my lips. His cock looked like John Holmes. My wife grabbed his cock and started guiding it to my mouth she was rubbing the cock head against my lips, but I wouldn't open my mouth. I don't remember how it. To add to her disappointments, Beth had desired to have children. Thrice, in the early days when Simon still retained some interest in her sexually, she had become pregnant, and thrice she had miscarried. Medical science did its best to discover the cause of this problem, but finally had to tell her that there seemed to be nothing organically wrong with her. She had never actually given up hoping, but as Simon’s virility declined the chances of further pregnancies seemed to vanish into the hazy. ...UH", she moaned in a stuttered breath. "Take me JOHN, go slow and don't stop but take me", she whispered.She threw her arms around my neck as I leaned over her even more while supporting myself on my forearms and wrapping my fingers around her shoulder. I tensed up my muscles and pushed my hips forward and pulled her shoulders with my hands and slowly but steadily eased my cock into Eunice's tight pussy. She tensed up and dug her fingers into my back and tears welled up in her eyes as I. There she lay, this perfect female, tied to my bed and wanting me to use her however I saw fit. If this wasn't a dream come true, then there wasn't any such thing."Are you going to gag me again?" she queried with need-filled eyes."Absolutely not," I claimed as I let the whip drift from one hand to the other. Standing near her head, I brought it back to the middle of her back then swung the tails at her spread buttocks."Arggghhh," slipped from her nearby mouth, and I pulled it up her.