On the front porch she saw the two men standing out in the yard in front of their horses."What do you filthy shitheads want?" she asked loudly as she ...tepped out into the sunshine.Both men laughed and the older one said, "Your stupid old man, slut. Get him out here so we can kick his ass." He's busy," she said, coming down the steps and approaching the men, watching their right hands. "You want anything, you'll have to get past me." Ha," laughed the younger man, and he reached for his. With my hands resting on her upper legs my face is in range. The first thing I notice is the musky smell and then a small droplet of liquid slowly running down from the centre. That’s as good as any place to start I guess. My tongue slowly collects the droplet and I run it up through the tender flesh. I hit a small nub as I continue my way up causing Anny to clench her legs together locking my head in place. Obviously doing something right I continue to lick the small nub remembering what a. On one occasion when we were doing this my wife mentioned that she liked the though of using a strapon to allow her to take the role of penetrator when we had sex. Until this point I had not really seriously considered this bedroom option, and I had not any fantasies about it. Once my wife had mentioned it though, it became a real turn on. I already knew the delights of anal penetration from previous experiences with my wife, and have occasionally stuck a finger in my arse when masturbating.. I hammered up into her, wiggling to and fro, in and out, in and out; ready to put her on her back. She was pulling me deeper as things within her tore apart, lifting on her knees and then sinking on my spear, smiling despite tears in her eyes and gasping as she did, shaking her head from side to side and lifting her chin, groaning deep in her throat, leaning her slick brow on mine and grinding her belly into mine. I could feel my ram's wide head butting into fleshy obstacles and forcing them.