Please! It hurt the last time.”This caught me by surprise.“Kiara, who did you fuck?”She gave no answer. I gave her a cold stare.“Kiara, this i... going to happen. I gave you a choice now make it.”Kiara continued to cry. I didn’t want it to be all a terrible experience. I really didn’t want it to be, so I said to her, “Ok, I am only going to need about 30 seconds. I am about to blow. You can count if you want.”Kiara replied, “Ok. 30 seconds. Do it in my pussy.” I lined myself up to her innermost. I took my cock all the way out of her pussy and then jammed it back in. “You’re such a hot piece of ass. Your cunt feels like fucking velvet. I love to fuck you.” “Charlie, fuck me harder! Slap my ass. I’m your dirty whore. Fuck me faster. Oh Charlie!” I slapped my wife’s ass so hard and even left a hand print on her ass. She loved when I spanked her. I fucked her deeper and harder each time. “Do you love my cock? Are you my fucking bitch? Judy, your cunt is so fucking wet.” “I’m your. ‘My husband would die if I kissed him with a mouth full of cum.’ ‘As I see it, we share our fluids and our minds. I’ve tasted my own cum many times after easting my wife’s full pussy. What difference does it make which entrance it came from? I show you this to impart to you to do things in bed that are in your head…without shame or discomfort. Your marriage bed is best therapist.’ I lay on my back as she rocked on top of me. I asked her to squat down on my face. She placed one knee up and. "Well," said Helmut, when we came up for air, "that was certainly worthwaiting for!" Yes, it was," I replied, having no choice but to agree with him and gladthat none of my mates from Stalag Luft XII had seen this.I glanced over at Hans and Gerda, who most definitely had seen it. Shewas in his arms and they both had big smiles on their faces. Gerda gaveme a little nod of approval, happy for us both. Helmut took my hand andled me over to the blankets where our picnic awaited., and we had a.