Allthe nerves were rushing back to the surface.?I brought donuts!? Mom shouted from the kitchen. ?And chocolate milk!?Amy turned to me. ?If that?s not...a reason to go out there, I don?t knowwhat is.??Yeah, nervous,? I said.?I know, but don?t worry about it.??I?m gonna be worried for the rest of my life.??I assume you mean day.??Yeah.??Well, how about I go and warn her first???Warn me about what?? Mom asked. She was standing in the doorway,looking me up and down. ?I always knew you?d turn out. I added a second finger, gently inserting it deeper as I got better at manipulating my wife’s fine ass. I knew I’d have to get her ready before I slid my much thicker larger cock into her now-aroused and anxious rectum. “Go ahead,” she quietly moaned, pushing her head onto the floor. “Take my ass”. She turned her head to one side. I saw her facial expression. It was mix of arousal, wanting more pleasure, and apprehension, but nowhere near panic. She was curious… She told me to go. Just so we are clear you need a lesson in manners, which I will give you in a minute. And I was serious about you eating what the rest of us eat. You have three choices, you can eat, you can go hungry or you can be force fed. Okay?”She looked at me “How dare you! I’ll tell the court you ARE a spy, see how you like feeding the – OW!”I was out of bed and grabbed her. Before she knew what was happening I had her over my naked lap. Naturally the Old Man popped up to have a better look. I started. “Where did you learn to do that?”I smiled embarrassed and responded truthfully, “I don’t know.” I shrugged. “It just happened.” She looked at me thoughtfully. I could see her pondering that answer but it was the truth. She was only the third woman I had pleasured.My first anal fuck didn’t happen until the third day. I was wondering what was happening, even went to Sara to question her. She wasn’t sure, either. Maybe, she speculated, the men in the bull pen were just intimidated by the.