“Mark isn’t screwing your brains out every night?” I gushed. “No he certainly isn’t,” Beth said sadly. “It’s been ages since I felt s...xy and exciting,” she concluded. “We can fix that easy enough,” I said with my toothiest grin. “How so?” Beth asked sheepishly. “I was trying to figure out just what to buy you for Christmas. I have a wonderful idea. I want to take you shopping,” I told Beth. “You don’t have to get me a Christmas present Henry,” Beth said. “I want to get you something. I was about 17 and walking around during a warm summer night when I got thefamiliar urge to touch myself. As usual I was wearing my tighty wities andwanted to feel more "sexy" so I pulled out my pocket knife and pulled them upand over my jeans waistband. While walking I started cutting the elastic bandand through the fabric. As I got through the waistband a car drove by theopposite way I was walking. I'm sure the person driving got a look at me andwhat I was doing. I walked down a less traveled. Both fingers were brought to my nostrils one at a time. I sniffed the first finger and could clearly smell poop. Then the second finger had me retching. The poop smell was terrible and there were even some remnants on his finger. I was absolutely mortified."Instructor Mike, clearly I have failed and I am so sorry. Please guide me so I know how to be properly prepared for White Men." The words just flowed out naturally. That Ball scent definitely triggered something in me; it wasn’t just. Her fists clenched the bed sheets as she moaned with pleasure. My wife loves to have her pussy licked and tongued. So it was not long and she was breathing very deeply and moaning loudly. Then finally she cried out “oh gawd” “i’m cummmmming”! With that her hips came up off the bed she held rohan’s face into her pussy as she was obviously cumming all over his face. Once rohan had lapped up all the juice he could get from my wife’s pussy, he stoop up and undid his pants. Pulling out his very hard.