“Make sure to put copious amounts on it. And on yourself. There’s no such thing as too much lube.”“Yes, Sir.”I expected to feel nervous and ...ven a little scared right now since I’ve never experienced full penetration before; I’ve certainly teased my little asshole with my finger while I’ve masturbated. But I feel so comfortable and right with Laurence. Instead of feeling self-conscious as I spread lube on the toy and then on my finger, I feel like an opulent sex goddess as Laurence stares at me. She moved her legs out from beneath her to either side of me and hitched up the skirt as my head was about to disappear under it, kissing and licking her smooth thighs. There I discovered she was wearing a simple plain white thong, already with a dark, near-transparent patch in the middle. I watched this patch grow, as I kissed and licked all around her knickers, even adding my saliva to her own moisture. I pulled them off, with a little difficulty due to her wriggling so much in anticipation,. At our last encounter, my wife, Rachel had threatened me. Okay, okay maybe not threatened so much as she implied that I was going to be fucked in the ass. She didn't really elaborate. You can see how I may perceive that as a threat. I consider myself an open-minded individual but a man's behind, unless he's into an alternative lifestyle, is exit only! It's practically the unwritten rule.It had been almost a week and a half since our last "encounter". Rachel hadn't mentioned it so neither did I.. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his cock and guided her to stroking it. He then put his hand on the back of her head and guided her mouth to his cock and told her to suck it. She said she was very nervous but excited at the same time, and she was horny from the drinking, dancing and laughing. She started slow, twirling her tongue around the head, then she felt him push down on her head. She let him guide her, she submitted to him. He makes her gag on his cock, which causes her to spit.