All things made me reconsider what my wife actually wanted. First of all, my dick was small and I was very slow and that was why I was having boring s...x. That day I became damn sure that I was not satisfying my wife.The next day, I showed my wife this porn film. After watching the scene of that woman porn star who was moaning loud, my wife commented that the girl was moaning like that because she was getting a great pleasure during sex. Then I thought my wife might also want to moan like that. He positioned his cock near my ass and began to grind into me. I saw him reach back and grab a container of vaseline. I closed my eyes. I felt the petroleum jelly being spread across my hole and glanced down to see him greasing the length of his cock. I closed my eyes again. I felt the head of his cock bluntly land against my hole. Slowly I began to feel myself stretched to accommodate the head of his cock. Inch by excruciating inch he slowly worked his cock in and out, further on each stroke. "Turn and face me" I told her. Slowly she did so a frightened look on her face. Pointedly I carefully placed my riding crop on the small table beside me then I leant over and switched on the fire. Then I sat back and had a really good look at her. She almost flinched under my gaze. She was about 5'2", skinny girl. She was wet and unkempt and looked nervous in the extreme. The thin smock she was wearing was soaked through presumably from the rain and she wore no shoes. Her bare feet and lower. They gave me such urges. Mataoka needed a kiss. We needed to splash more cold water on each other to get the soap off and keep ourselves calm until we got back to our den for the night.I watched her comb out her wet hair. I wanted to help. But I also wanted to be far enough apart to watch her properly. I loved the way her breasts rose and fell as she lifted and dropped her arms as she combed. I wanted to kiss her. “You peeking,” she giggled.I waited until she put the comb down and pounced. We.