Then, almost like a light bulb coming on, I realised I wanted something different and I knew exactly what! I eased myself quietly out of the bed, even...though it was unlikely she would waken as I normally rose first in order to take the children to school on my way to work. Standing, I was able for the first time in years to look down at my wife's slumbering form. As is her wont, she rolled onto her back and, because it was quite warm in the room, I could slip the sheet off her and drink in her. Every day, many meet me on the street where I live at the former Wood Harbour in old Amsterdam, where they attend 4th Gymnasium, one of the best grammar schools in town. As I demand high standards of both mental and physical beauty, I only need to select the prettiest slender sweethearts, sporting tiny titties, tight twat and ass, to address.Gentlemen prefer blondes, so no wonder Alessandra was my first conquer, which simply started with an innocent conversation. I like them shy and sexually as. I looked at her out on the dance floor enjoying herself. She was already so turned on. What would this do for her.Then I thought, 'I wanted them to have some before we left, so they would be feeling the effects as she sat in Hunters lap on the drive home.We stayed on another thirty minutes or so then decided to head to the house.As we walked out to the valet, her breast swayed under her blouse and the club lights shown right through her gauge skirt exposing the silhouette of her legs.Kari. ..it's...so big...come on..go slow...slowly....!" She said, her voice strained, but full of pleasure.I pushed slowly forward. My cock's shaft slid a little deeper in, deeper and deeper. I could feel her body taking me deeper in, feeling the walls of her ass being widened. I could see the arch of her back, and again imagined my sister Katie's face and voice."Ooohh Katie...fuck you're so tight...!" I groaned, letting my fantasy go a little further and forgetting I promised to say "s*s".She moaned.