Patrick was up next, and he quickly took a shot and missed. Now it was my turn to shoot. At this point, Patrick’s mischievous moves were far more am...sing than the game… I quickly took a random shot and missed. Again, it was back to my wife, and once again Patrick was all over her. Within a few seconds Vicki firmly told Patrick that he’d better stop – but he didn’t. In fact after he was scolded he reached under my wife's pajama top and groped her huge mounds of joy. Fuck was my wife pissed -. He gave me only one advice, to put my hand under the belly and to start caressing my pussy. What an advice! Of course I'm not going to please him with obedience! He didn't wait much, in one move his cock forced mercilessly the tight, unprepared asshole, making me groaning from tremendous pain. I was helplessly trying to throw him off my back. That gave him huge satisfaction. Does it hurt? Great. What did I tell you about your hand? Where should it be now? He finally defeated me, I didn't have. Instead, they were soft and passionate. I guess through all the teasing she got herself legitimately worked up and wasn’t going to let my begging interrupt her. I tugged at my cuffed hands, but it was useless. Oh, how I loved and hated her at that moment. Laying back on the bed like I was, I had to look down my body and over my cock to see her. I noted with amusement that my cock twitched at the same rate as my heart was pounding. Fast.Her face scrunched up with pleasure and effort while she. She told me this story while we were talking about things we regretted doing in our lives. She said well, I have a story for you. But I don't regret it. Why, how was the sex we had on our honeymoon? It was awesome. Why? Did I promise you anal sex on the honeymoon? Yes and we had anal every night and not since. Why is that I asked? Because I had promised you my ass on our honeymoon and gave it to you. You did baby and it was great too. But how come we never have had anal sex since then and you.