Sanjay could not hold on any longer. He separated her buttocks cheeks apart and looked at my wife’s dark wrinkled anus and the surrounding hair. I r...member him mumbling “madam, you are a very hairy woman. Can I smell you?”. Malavika showed frustration, ” You bastard what are you wating for? Don’t ask me anything , just do it.” Sanjay dived in and stated to sniff like a dog around her anus. I had to reposition myself to see him run his tongue directly on her anus. I and of course my wife, loved. My brothers were sporty and I was kind of bookish. I know Mom really wanted a girl but since she never got one she sort of raised me to be a little more sensitive than my brothers. Oh, they’re good guys. They just like being boneheads every once in a while, though. They really knew how to pick on me. I’ll never forgive them for putting the garden snakes in my bed and tape recording when I screamed.’ Samantha laughed at that. ‘Aw, poor little John.’ ‘I was seven,’ he shrugged, ‘they were. Your hips levitate off the couch and I sweep your jeans and panties down and off. The words melodiously tumble from your lips, “I love you too.” We begin the first stanza in our poem of love. I rise from the divan and lead you to the tub. Your celestial figure reclines in the tub, your cherubic lips parted in sigh. Candles glow with flames dancing. The candlelight casts your form in ethereal luster. You are my Botticelli Venus emerging from the canvas alive and breathing, the Madonna. "Can I make her eat me out, rim my ass?" Tanya wondered now, intrigued by the idea, which had its appeal."Oh, yes. On top of the hundred grand that I'll deposit in your bank account, which should be enough to buy at least some land or a house somewhere, free and clear if you buy foreclosed homes at auction," Dan suggested."Make it a quarter million and you got your girl," Tanya saw her opening."Deal, but for that money, I also want some amateur porn made and to go 'round the world at least.