. I want to please you more than anything." "Well, how do you expect to do that?" He furrowed his nose slightly. "I want to rub your feet." ... She sat up straight, almost angrily, and gripped his hair. "You don't want to fuck my tight hole, Piggy? You really don't want to feel my wetness drip down your pathetic cock?" He was stunned. He looked at the ground. He felt his cock pushing against the zipper in his pants and grimaced in pain. "I... I do..." "Well, you can't. " Oh, Janey," he sighed, putting his hand on my swollen tummy. "You know I want to be a good, faithful husband, especially now." You've got the good part down," I assured him. "It's that faithful part we need to work on." Yeah," Robert agreed, pulling his knees up as he lay on his side facing me.I lay on my back, wearing a thin satin nightgown and nothing else. My husband liked to sleep naked and I didn't mind. I put my hand over his, urging him to stroke my round tummy. We were almost six. You can even invite Jeff to watch if you think he'd like it."I was still a little stunned. "I-I don't know, Carmen; that's a little over the top, don't you think?She looked at me seriously, "Kristen, I'd never do anything to jeopardize our friendship, honest. It's just that I've been fantasizing about you and Jeff for months now. After being with you so many evenings, cruising the swingers' pages and, well, listening to you guys through the wall, I just thought maybe we knew each other well. “Oh God, I’m gonna cum ... OH JAMIE!” Jayma cried out, and I got to enjoy the wonderful sensations of an angel’s vagina contracting down on my cock. It sent me over the edge, and I unleashed load number 3 into her with one long, powerful thrust.Jayma began to move for a different position, but I just grabbed her hands to stop her.“Oh no, not yet,” I said. I had a decade of horniness to burn off, after all. “Not by a long shot.” I resumed my thrusts, picking up the pace quite a bit. Anyone who’s.