The Sun was just starting to come out when my wife, coffee in hand, came out on the deck. She noticed the laptop and she asked if I was already looki...g at porn. I told I was, that it was her pictures that I was looking at. She shifted the conversation abruptly when she asked, “So how was Donna last night?”“You told her how I like when you ride my face, didn’t you?” I asked.“Well I showed her the video, so yeah. Does that bother you?” she said.“I guess, I suppose not.” I stammered.“Good! . ‘Oh, Doug, you’re making me feel so good. This is really wonderful. Oh, yes, rub right there, oh, yes, oh, oh, I’m going to…UUH, UUH, uh,’ and she pitched forward over me, both of us falling on the bed, she falling on top of me. And, I was still clothed, something I planned to take care of very quickly. She had her legs spread out over me humping and rubbing herself over me. I whispered that she needed to let me get up and I was soon out of my clothes and we were both next to each other on the. Martha was dressed nicely for work, so she wouldn't have to change out of her outfit. She looked like she had been reading the newspaper to wait for me to arrive. When she saw me, she put down the paper and turned off the news on the television, and looked around for her purse, wondering if she needed to take it with her to dinner, I suppose."Oh, sorry. Couldn't see you in there," I said, "Have a good day at work?" Why ... yes, I'm sure. But..." she stammered, as she looked at me expectantly.I. I was out of my mind with amyl nitrate and lust and in a state of ecstasy when he pushed forward forcing his massive tool into the upper reaches of my rectum, taking my breath away. ‘Oh please leave it just there a minute!!!’ I panted knowing that’s what he wanted to hear ‘Please don’t make me beg!’ ‘Oh my god that’s beautiful’ he said as he leaned forward over me. I thrust my ass towards him impaling myself on his full length sobbing with pleasure, his manhood deep in my bowels. I could feel.