Then the guy says, lets go to our bedroom. We kind of disconnected so that we could walk to their BR. We got there and the wife says, on your 4s. ... will fuck you again and you will do your best to fuck my husband’s ass. I thought it would be some difficult maneuvering but they had this down pat. The husband slides under me and positions his ass right below my cock. His pussy was lubed and my entry was easy. This ass has been fucked before many times. As soon as I am able to move, the wife. Sometimes he actually picked up a fork, but then he would push the potatoes around and shift a few of his sprouts before dropping the fork, forlornly, back onto the stained tablecloth. Rambo, ever the optimist, thought he might have a chance of nabbing the lust-locked youth’s dinner, but his Mum soon scotched that when she hit Gary around the ear and scolded him into eating the cold, congealed mess.Some time later, just after dark, Gary got ready to go and see Betty. It amazed Rambo that this. " "Would you do anything for me?" "Yes, my love." "Have you given your life to me completely?" "Yes, my love." My cock was filling, starting to rise. "Do you promise to love me in every way possible?" "Yes, my love." The warmth was surging. "Then show me the strength of your love, my darling, by the hardness of your cock." "Yes, my love." My cock throbbed upward. My chest became tight. "Are you out-of-control in love with me?" "Yes, my love." I gasped. "Then I want your cock out-of-control hard. She stroked her hand from the top, all the way down to the base, causing me to twitch involuntarily. She smiled as she repeated the motion, making me tense again, and causing some pre-cum to start to leak from the head. She tentatively touched her index finger to the clear liquid starting to run down the head of my cock, and rubbed it around a little, feeling how slippery it was. She then surprised me by putting the finger to her tongue to taste it. “It doesn’t taste like much”! she said in.