She finally let him do as he wished, the least painful way, his finger slowly ran into the hole, slid along the inner edge as he pushed inward, the ti...y hole gave way. He pushed in deeper, a throaty moan her only protest, his fingertip massaged the muscle that protected the tiny opening. Around and around, his finger slowly stretched the hole open as it moved into her rectum, her sphincter clenched on theinvading finger.It felt strange, the finger that played with her ass. He slid inside, she. She was rolling her wide hips instinctively, as if subconsciously trying to fuck his face. Her rhythm was slow and subtle, but noticeable. He watched her body move for a moment, her toned muscles shifting and flexing beneath her cushiony layer of fat, her breasts swaying and bouncing as her slow dance dragged on. It was hypnotic, and tearing his eyes away from her lush body was a challenge.Ryan moved back down towards her aching nethers, kissing and licking as he went, feeling her shiver and. I like Mike, he's an OK guy, but right now it's taking all my concentration not to hit him. Every time I think of how nice it would be to be out in school, to not have to watch every single thing I say in case I give myself away, to be able to look at and like exactly who I want to, something like this happens. It makes me realise, for the second time this week, that being out in school would probably result in being beaten every day for the next year."You agree don't you?" Mike is looking at. Luckily, I'm not much of a drinker any more; a glass of wine does it for me.She behaved herself during the pre-dinner social hour, making a glass of wine last the whole time. Most people from the hospital know we're married, but some of the newer one's don't. It's always funny to see the newbies' reaction when we're chatting with old friends and we show affection to each other, say she stands behind me, resting her chin on my shoulder and her arms around my waist. The men who don't know us.