She wears those tight spandex skirts. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t wear panties because I never see any lines on the material. I’ll tell you a st...ry about what she did the last time she came over. She made my dreams come true. Since that day, I’m not really thinking much about my wife and her sex issues. My little tamale is all I need at the moment. I never thought about cheating before now, but after meeting her, my thoughts have changed.** My wife was visiting her mother for the weekend.. When she worked herself down as far as she could comfortably go, she turned her head and told John to go ahead and fuck her ass now. He lubed up her anus with his precum and then fed the head inside as she groaned in passion and announced to one and all how good she was feeling.As he slid his organ deeper, George cried out that he could feel John's cock moving inside her ass and it was actually rubbing against his organ through the thin membrane and felt fabulous. When he was deep inside her. “This video will be only for our viewing pleasure, no one else will ever see it. However, if you’re uncomfortable making it up to me, you don’t have to. Your choice,” he assured. His voice sounded sincere, and I have no doubt had I opted not to, he would have respect that choice. But I had a feeling that if I didn’t make it up to him, that would be the end of our fun, and I desperately wanted to continue exploring. So, after I weighed my thoughts for a moment, I decided I trusted John and gave. A week ago, the temperature had been in the sixties at midnight. The world outside had definitely taken on a different look. Several inches of fluffy white snow covered the ground. The trees were bare; the last of the holdouts having lost their leaves during the previous week. The sky was a neutral gray and the sun was preparing for one final hurrah before it would begin to sink in the west.As I headed for the door, I stopped and studied a robin that had hopped into the rain gutter. Another one.