Html)We all took the mini bus down to the south for the day, as watching the gays butt fuck each other the previous two, became boring, I was in the m...od for some action, and told my husband so, 'I want to get some big cock in me', he smiled and nodded in acknowledgement, he loved it when I went on a sexual high, he knew I was capable of anything in this mood, so he said he knew of a place where men roamed, looking for women being fucked, joining-in and taking them as they were in heat and. Otherwise why would have kissed me the way she did. All of those feelings and yet as I recount it never did I feel guilt or sinful for the incident or for the selfish way I was feeling possessive over her. I guess my thoughts were just pure love for the one person that mattered most to me in the word as anyone can guess I barely got any sleep that night. The very thought that Prerna might reject the groom okayed by the family to be with me was too exiting to bear. Also there was just a little. I saw his tall muscular body, hairless yet incredibly masculine, the large cock raised in desire. He picked me up and we were on the bed, legs entwined, my pussy wet and marking his thigh as it rubbed me gently, while I found his cock and stroked it. We kissed for what seemed an eternity, and when I regained some consciousness, I found him fucking me.But it was far more than just fucking. It was heart and soul rending physical rapture, his mouth and body dominating and stimulating beyond. " She stated the fact. How could I? The only reason I included Belgium in my trip was to visit that very special chocolatier who made the best blend of dark chocolate candy. We visited his shop on our honeymoon and my wife fell in love with those delicate aromatic chocolate jewels. Whenever I could, I returned there on my trips and purchased large boxes of her favorite candy.My wife tried to teach me how to appreciate the candy. How to recognize the distinct flavors, how to taste the intricate.