I took off my clothes and decided I was gonna send a snapchat of me naked to my wife. For those wondering, I’m 6’4-215lbs, and I keep myself in go...d shape as I played 3 years of baseball at a small college. I’m nothing special below the belt, about 6-6.5″ when erect, and I’m more of a shower than a grower. So I took my picture, my cock flaccid, and sent the snap with the caption, “My Valentine’s Present for You.”When I sent the picture, I noticed the time and that my wife was now in class, so I. He is almost clinical, finding her gag reflex three more times. ?Something to work on deary? he mumbles as he withdraws both sets of raping fingers from her holes at the same time. Using a small knife, he cuts her now soiled pair of panties from her, leaving her gaping cunt open to the cool air, letting her still flowing juices to settle on the back seat. Cleaning both of his hands on her panties, he grabs her raven hair, bringing her head up with a grunt. Her tongue, moving wildly in. “We can make one, can’t we?” David said, “a jungle type or something, it doesn’t need to be perfect.”That sounded sexy so in a few minutes I was wearing a white men’s hanky cut across into two triangles, knotted under my pussy and with a bit of shoelace tied to the corners on each side and tied into a bow. It felt insecure and quite sexy. I found I was rubbing the knot between my thighs.On top I had an old running vest of David’s that Lettie had cut off short, JUST below my tits. It was a. No sign of a breeze through the open sliding door. A thunderstorm in the making, I think as I look at the clock. God, I wish it would rain. I really do love the rain. The air is heavy around us as we lay in our bed. I turn to look at you, see you lying beside me. I think about how I never get tired of watching you sleep and the happiness you bring to me. The sheet is pushed down, your body is naked and white against the darkness of the room and I think about touching you, waking you. Wanting to.