It made my cock twitch to know she was actually enjoying this. I grabbed her and bent her over the couch, as she seemed to hesitate at what I wanted ...o do next. Her ass was round and plump, and rippled delightfully as I spanked it over and over again. Getting on my knees, I slowly pulled down her thong, exposing her shaven cunt and asshole to me, and the aroma of her sopping pussy drove me insane with lust. I buried my face in her pussy, angrily lapping and eating every exposed part of her sex. He just kept going. Grabbing my ass with both hands with his face buried into it. I found myself wiggling it and pushing it into him. I didn’t want him to stop but he did.He got up I thought he was going to sit on my ass, but he just hovered over me. I could feel his large cock resting on my ass. He rocked it back and forth. “I’m going to fuck your ass”, he said. I wasn’t sure what that would be like, but I would let him do anything to me. The head found my ass and I could feel his. Then he tried another finger and repeated the exercise, gradually getting me used to the sensations. Then two fingers. I couldn't believe this was happening, The sensation of filling was lovely and the slidy sensation was erotic. Then he found my prostate. Oh heck!! He probably fooled around for fifteen to twenty minutes before he said he wanted to try his cock. I could say stop at any time. I thought of this massive thing and wondered how it could possibly fit, but I was so aroused and trusted. She was my rim to my tire, and without her I would be tubeless. She was my shadow from my light, without her would make me shadowless – a ghost really. She was my Barbie without her Ken, my Juliette without her Romeo, my Saturn without it’s ring. I tried all the tricks on the book hey, my book that is. But that fuel truck (her friends) had more fuel to fill all the cars of the United States hey. The fire (the situation) didn’t burn down. You could see that she was willing to give up the divorce.