”Before I could ask her what she meant, Munoz was towering over me. “Damn, Mrs. Patterson, Zach told me his momma was hot, but I didn̵...;t know you’d be Kim Basinger hot!” He reached down behind me, bring his hand up between my legs and I cried out as he picked me up, two thick fingers sliding up my wet twat. I shivered as his thumb pressed against my asshole…not inserting it, but an unsettling, thrilling sensation anyway. Munoz curled his arm upwards like I was. We hada pretty laid back life style but i did have a hobby and that was working on old cars and trucks my wifealso shared in my hobby she would be right there with me in the garage working on cars she was very goodat it, Our current project was a 1983 chevy c10 truck that we customized and on weekends we would driveit to car meets where many locals would hang out and show their cars off and just have fun. one week I was cleaning the garage and decided to sale some extra parts that I had laying. I really don’t want that. It’s the cock I want, not the man. I could tongue lick arsehole as a compromise, I guess. Then there’s my arse. I really don’t want it to hurt. Maybe some i*****l, or even legal, pharmaceuticals can help there. I know how to relax. I’ve been putting things up my bum for as long as I can remember. All sorts of things from dildos to a bunch of twigs. Yeah, I know, twigs. Sometimes I get so horny I don’t know what to do with myself. I do, sometimes,like a fairly slender. She lay on the bed, expecting to bask in a satiated glow. But she found herself still hungry for the touch of his strong masculine hands. She longed for the feeling of his hardness inside her, filling her and making her complete again as his woman. 'Fuck fairness, ' she thought, 'I need him, and Azalea can just wait her turn.' She pulled out a gown she had brought just in case. It was white and flowing with the clinging grace of a Hollywood glamour shot from the 1930s. She covered it with an.