God she was so tight! I began to move my finger back and forth in a rhythmic fashion. Going as deep as my knuckles and out to my fingertips. I began t... move faster as her breathing changed. I went as fast as I could and her breaths were short and rasped. I knew she was close to orgasm. Her cheeks had patches of red and sweat was running down her brow. She bit her lower lip, shut her eyes tight, and then climaxed. Her warm juices were released and flowed over my hand and wrist. Just as. Dale stood behind her and tore open a rubber and wrapped it around his cock. Then he squirted some lube on his cock and spread it around. He took the excess lube from his hand and wiped it off between my wife’s ass cheeks. She softly moaned as Dale put his index finger in her ass and began massaging her asshole. He stood behind her and lined up his cock with my wife’s ass crack and asked “you ready baby?” She answered “yes, fuck me nice and even, not to fast”. With that her whole body flinched. “These here, well these are your breasts.” She watched as I cupped them and didn’t do a thing but watch. She did kind of jump a little but stayed where she was at the moment. “These are your lifeblood,” I went on to say. “Men will almost always ‘die’ to get at these.” I looked into her eyes through the mirror and smiled while lightly squeezing her tits. I smiled again as I squeezed them even though her towel hung tightly and firmly off those sumptuous queens. “I have to tell you they even” and. Agatha stares at the bag, speechless, with no reaction whatsoever."Agatha ... This ... I never expected this from someone like you," he says."What are you saying? What is that? That's not mine, Darien," she replies, keeping herself remarkably composed."Agatha ... Please ... Don't deny this. I bet, if you open your purse, you have more in there."Agatha is speechless. She looks at Darien, fuming, without a word coming out of her mouth."My nephew is a crackhead too, so I know you tend to deny.