Of course, he was absolutely right.Amy was soon panting raggedly, her perspiring young body naked except for her burgundy knee socks and patent leathe... shoes, exactly what I was wearing because my dad asked us to keep them on.He’d earlier had both she and I take turns standing over him in our school uniforms.With no panties and our feet apart, we let him look up our pleated skirts, right up our skinny bare legs, past our smooth bare thighs and straight into our wet pussies and tight little. Then I thought I should tell my wife. I told her there were two ideas that I thought would be fun for us to explore. the first is that I adore her pleasure and would enjoy being in a cock cage as a way for her to get used to delving as deeply into her joy without the idea of having to reciprocate. The second it the idea of my cock being on call for her when she wants it... or if she does not want it she has a key hidden in the house and can phone me from work on my day off so I can. "NO NO NO NO NOOOOO!!" she yelled as she felt my throbbing, hard, black cock nudging against her tight slit, trying to find its way in.Soon as my cock found its target, I pressed against her and thrust the whole thing in as far as I could.Jilnar was kicking and beating my chest madly, "NO! Please! Nooooo!!!!" she cried until she felt the whole of my big, thick, black 11" dick slide all the way in. Then her mood suddenly changed...."Nononono... Yesssssssssss....." she said, her widened eyes. I sucked - and then sucked harder. I pressed my face against her and filled my mouth.I heard her moan - a resigned, quivering wail.It was then that she stopped struggling. It was then that her own turning point had arrived.I felt her hand behind my head. I felt her pull me gently to herself. I watched as she drew the other brassiere strap down to reveal herself fully to me. Without a word she lifted her right breast, offering it to my mouth. I kissed it, leaving a trail of moisture that led.