Emma takes a stool over against a neutral wall, which shows no signs of their home, she throws this soft cream sheet over it. She has Donald stand as...she rubs just a little more oil over his chest and thighs to make sure they shine. Then she places a somewhat hooded mask on his head. It hides his hair, and while his eyes show out through the slits and his mouth is on view, the top of his face and cheeks are covered with this peacock feathered mask. The feathers are not too long, but its. "You ready honey?" he jeered, nudging his cockhead against her openning. This was it. Another man was going to fuck my wife. His penis was on her vagina, rubbing up and down, spreading her open. That beautiful little hole looked impossibly small next to the width of his big dick - I got to see the contrast sharply when he started to rub her clit with his penis. Somehow I couldn't look away... this seemed too dirty, too graphic to miss watching. He wasn't simply going to drive himself in her and. I want to fucked. I want you to fuck me." The last few sentences tumbled out in a needy rush. She hears me slide my belt out of my pants, and a zipper from behind her. She jumped as I lightly trailed my hand down her back. Without warning, I shoved my cock inside her and she moaned. I'm big, bigger than she is used to, certainly. " Owwwwww." The sound left her mouth as she flinched, feeling my hardness enter her deepest recesses. I filled every inch of her, satisfying that deep ache she has. Oh god, what was happening to me... my hands came up and almost crushed my breasts into my body, trying to tell them to stop feeling so good, so alive, so... Mmmm I shuddered and shuddered. It took quite some time for me to calm myself sufficiently to return to the party, a party that was already in the throes of packing up. Daddy was nowhere to be seen. The rest of the time seemed to pass by in a haze, laughing and chatting and saying farewell to people until all that was left was the usual.