And even though his fingers were exciting her, she wanted to be stuffed full again."I want some more of the big, black, beautiful cock, baby! You read... to fuck me again?" she said, looking over her shoulder at him."If your pussy isn't too sore, sure!" he said. Although she had cum, he hadn't, and wouldn't for a while. He was still hard as a steel pipe and he moved closer, getting ready to shove that pipe back into her.Maggie's pussy had been stretched enough by then and was wet enough that he. It is about three feet long and maybe a foot and a half high — like a longish low box under the cloth. And all around the sheepskins are candles of all shapes and sizes, waiting to be lit. You take the lit candle from the shelf. You cross the room and stand above the object. On top of the object is a small gold box with a note. Setting the bottle and glass carefully on the sheepskins, you turn your attention to lighting the candles — all of them — you know that’s what I intended you to do. You. They laid him downon the floor, and they showed him their big cocks and let him play withthem and fondle them with one hand while he whacked his still little boyboner to a massive explosion of TNT in his sexy little body.When Hank Junior came upstairs to go to bed, he went to the bathroom andbrushed his teeth. He had a pee, and while he was peeing his brain wentback to what he had been doing for the last couple of hours, and the lastcouple of drops from his bladder went more up in the air than. .. can’t be.” “Oh really. Think about it. Why at all otherwise would she keep bringing it up? Really?”“Huh? O-o-o-o-h.” I gave that some thought before I pushed in her butt plug we’d been playing with and she put the cock ring on me and poured us some more wine.“You know, we experiment. You learn so you can do this to your wife. You can do all sorts of things to her with the correct approach. Think about it and be a little less shy, maybe?”I loved my wife, a real life mate. We had been through.