After listening to me moan and sigh for several minutes he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt him get into position behind me and in between my legs...when I felt what I thought was his cockhead press against my pulsing asshole. As I felt him surge into me I realized it was not his cock as whatever he was using was stretching me to my limit as he pushed it deep into my ass until he got it in deeper than anything I have taken to this point. I had never been so opened up and fucked so deep that. "Better safe than sorry," she said to herself. She stopped by the florist on her way home and bought a bouquet of assorted flowers for the table arrangement. She hurried home to get everything ready.When she got home, she put away the groceries, fed the cat, then set herself to work cleaning every room in her house: the living room, kitchen & dining room, bathroom, and her bedroom upstairs in the loft. She took the bearskin rug from in front of the fireplace outside and flopped it over the. The Thames tide is ebbing and our boat will run quickly downstream after the duel. There won’t be an ‘after the duel’ for me, just a hurried burial and I’ll be forgotten. We turn down the lane towards the field. As I expect there is a closed coach waiting. Major Simon wouldn’t have walked. But where is his second? We have five minutes until the due time. Perhaps his second is still in the coach. I give my coat, gloves and cane to Captain Arthur. I shiver in the dawn mist. Emily? I love you. I. Over the years it has become increasingly difficult for me to keep up with her. She wants it much more often than I do and she is not satisfied with a single orgasm but often wants three or more. When I was younger this was not a problem, but now I just can't keep it up long enough to give her what she wants. In addition I often see her checking out younger men in the gym. She has always been attracted to the college boy type. A few years back I got her a subscription to Playgirl Magazine,.