Believe me and learn from our experience. You can spend the day thinking about it, dreaming about it, but if you are anything like my husband you will...not be able to handle it and it just may destroy your marriage.My name is Ellen and I am thirty-eight years old. I have been married to Frank for thirteen years and we have two children, a boy of nine and a girl of seven. We have a good life, pretty much the American dream, the house, the picket fence, two cars and basically the whole nine yards.. She grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom and we stood at the foot of her bed kissing while she worked my shirt off and started on my pants.after she had worked my pants and underwear off she laid me down on the bed and slowly started to lick my dick. she ran her tongue up and down the shaft and flicked over the head until she had me so teased I could stand no more and than she took me into her mouth and her lips felt like soft warm clouds working thier way down my shaft and back up to the. Keith took his place in her mouth and she began sucking him with true passion. Michael yelled, "Fuck!" and he emptied his balls inside my s!ster's pussy. This was enough for Kelly to reach her own orgasm too. She arched her back and screamed with Keith's cock still in her mouth, shuddering with spasms from head to toe. Now, it was time to make Kelly's real fantasy come true.Michael moved away and I helped Kelly to stand up. Then I told one of the black dudes to lie on the stool. This guy's cock. A travers, mes larmes, je lui dis : — J’adore ton parfum — Je n’en ai pas mis. C’est mon odeur naturelle. Elle lève un bras et met le creux de son aisselle humide contre mon nez ! Aussitôt, je m’arrête de pleurer et… je me mets à bander… Elle me dit : — Tu es décidé ? Enivrée par son odeur, je bredouille : — Oui, ma chérie… et pardon… de l’avoir laissé… Je veux dire, pardon d’avoir laissé ta belle-mère te punir, mais les mots restent dans ma gorge, car elle enlève sa.