This next paragraph is how my prior post ended:We got to my place and while the tub was filling I poured us a glass of wine. I put some fragrant bubbl... bath which created nice soft water with a great fragrance. We both climbed in and were totally relaxed enjoying our wine with no conversation. We relaxed about half an hour, got out and as we were drying Diane asked if she could spend the night? I told her, sure. We climbed into bed and her warm naked body snuggled up to me and we fell. "Fuck me." Greg turned off the water, picked me up and carried me, in my dripping wet lingerie, to the bedroom. Once there, he dried off with a towel, propped himself up on the bed and ordered me to strip for him, nice and slow. I complied, then toweled myself off and climbed onto the bed and into his arms. "Fuck me," I whispered again. "First," Greg replied, "let's 69." And we did, a long, slow, delicious 69, until we exploded in each other's mouth. Now the time had come for him to fuck me. I. A messy break up when I found her in bed with her secretary – that made Mira laugh. ‘At least with me you expect that now! When I caned Irina I had an orgasm.’ I must have looked shocked. She smiled. ‘Irina did too. It is not uncommon you know. Perhaps in your world it is, but not in mine. But you don’t need to worry, I do not intend to cane you this evening.’ She laughed at my expression. ‘How does the plug feel?’ The truth is that I had forgotten it and I told her so. ‘You see, my little. One found my hole, and before I could move away the digit was inserted, Probing my tight, not virgin arsehole the finger pushed deeper, I leant forward, and the finger was replaced by two. Leaning forward, I could smell my wife's sweat and perfume mixture, looking back, I saw the sweaty belly and the cock sliding in and out of her cunt. I looked again at her face, and she blew a kiss as I felt the finger replaced by a cock. Uuuuggggghhhh the cock pushed in deep all in one go, FFUCKKKKK I.