Thanks anyway.” Please, please, please go away.“Okay, see ya later, dear.”As Mrs. Smith wandered away, through clenched teeth,betwee... his thrusts, she said to her husband “Please…Open the… window… Let me in… Joke’s over… Ijust… wanna… fuck… Let me in… Please.”He slid all the way into her and stopped, leaned forward,undid the anti-burglar lock and pushed the window up.Abruptly, she slammed backwards with. Daddy! Daddy take a picturefor me. I want to see her sissy ass swallowing your big manly cock. Ohgod, oh god fuck her, fuck her for me Daddy!"I couldn't hear the camera click over the sound of Mistress havingorgasm number three but I was sure he did as she asked. As I eased herback from number three letting her cool just a touch before I startedworking on number four I felt Master grab my tattoo. His hands rightover-top of where Mistress' hands had been so many times before.He pulled back. ”She knew exactly what to do with me the saucy experienced bitch. Manipulating me around, so she could lick out my arsehole. If I thought her pussy work was divine her butt crack work was bliss. Her tongue just slotting into my tight pink starfish perfectly. Tongue and arsehole made for each other. I was in the enjoyment zone and expressed my happiness with : “Orrgh yeah...that is heaven...please , please more” and she did, her tongue circling my rim and her fingers gaping my back passage and ,. I gave myself an enema using a bulb type device it defiantly cleans you out. Then I showered and shaved and cleaned up my mess and went to the family room. Upon my arrival my wife was standing in the middle of the room with a very sexy teddy on complete with nylons and garter belt no panties. I could see her beautiful bare pussy and her wonderful bare bottom. I was already semi hard from the bathroom now it was full on bonner. Come hear you naughty little boy she said smiling. So. I went and.