”I closed my eyes, picturing my wife in my mind, hearing her voice, almost hypnotically, “That’s it, close your eyes, picture me prying his lips...open with my tongue, feeling his tongue with mine.” She pulled my mouth up to hers and kissed me, her soft lips parting, her tongue in my mouth, flicking up and down, her pelvis rocking back and forth on me. Then, pulling away maybe an inch, “I’d forgotten about that night, but I remember it all now, how soft his lips were, so eager.“I put his hand on. The rhythm becomes harder and faster he holds on to my hips and takes total control of speed and depth, slamming hard into me – after a while I sense he is close, and so am I. Gasping, I force his hands off my hips and he trembles as I grind my weight down to keep him from thrusting. Instead I make tiny circles with my hips, keeping his cock deep inside, pressing my clitoris onto his pubic bone until I can feel the first shuddering waves of my orgasm start to wash over me. As it continues I no. ? It was apparent that I had an audience, besides the Coach holding me from behind. I was getting hotter and hotter and was game for another go at him. I sucked and moved my head in and out a little. He hardened up almost immediately, and I made him start to involuntarily thrust his hips. I backed away a bit and let him vigorous fuck my mouth. I would occasionally take him deep in my throat. His cock was throbbing in my mouth. I never had to catch my breath despite my own moaning and getting. So her legs were speared. Then she pulled up her skirt. “Slave, today I will use you as my toilet, this game began in the restaurant and I’ll make sure it goes on. Now look slave: right now I need to take a huge shit! And I am sure you r still a little hungry, aren’t you? So get down on your knees in front of your mistress.” I did as I was asked to do. Then she pulled the skirt just a little higher so I could see her light brown asshole right above me. “Now slave lick my asshole, this will be.