Starting at the base, it moves easily up one side then the other, then again slowly up and back. Each time, stopping just short of your clitoris and d...iving you wild with the need to have your cunt filled. An involuntary moan escapes your lips as pleasure and frustration fight for supremacy. Then you hear another sound. You recognize it as the buzz of a vibrator, someone has it between your legs. You feel its smoothness on you, gliding across your slippery flesh. The vibrator is expertly moved. She did the same with her right leg inside my left. She pushed up my legs with her knees and pushed her body off of mine with her arms. She was poised in the amazon position. All would be ok. Bar her husband finding out. But worries of contraception exited as soon as she started pounding me in that dominant position. Her bubble butt was unstoppable in it's current position. She was slamming into me with my legs up and held there by my hands she could really fuck me. I held a cheek of her arse. "Let me help you out there." I unzipped, introduced Elmer to the general population, and began to laugh. A moment later, I struggled free of my shorts, then my underwear, and sat at the table wishing my future wife were there on her knees, waiting to suck me like she had sucked her dude. I should remedy this, I thought, struggling out of the chair. From there, things turned truly weird.I was in Mom's bedroom. I had come from the balcony and stood with my pecker pointing like a retriever. It. In my youth, I had spied on my older sister on several times and watched her change her pads and tampons. I had even gone steady with a girl in college who was nearly as perverted as me, and she let me change her tampons on numerous occasions.But my ex-wife was so prim and proper that I could never even suggest such a thing to her. She would have been horrified had she known that I often swiped one of her tampons and would spend the entire day with it lodged up my ass. A few times when I felt.