By doing so, he must have noticed my asshole was not utilized as it deserved and ordered me to take him to the bathroom. We reached our destination th...ough another round of carpet-covered floors. He checked the drawer where we keep our sex toys and puled a little butt plug. He made me lick it and he spit on my hole, then pushed the plug in me. He played with my hole several times, spiting and stretching any way he liked. Then he reached out for our big butt plug, a present I bought my wife for. I almost melted in his arms as he held me and I can feel his hands start to wander.“I’ll be gentle!” He purred again as his lips sought out mine. He softly brushed my lips with his for what seemed an eternity as his hands traced my bottom, where the tight silk defined my curves.I pulled back to look at Chris and saw my lipstick on his mouth. He closed his eyes and moved in for another long kiss. Then, he put his hands on my shoulders and gently pressed. “You know what I want!” He said sounded. When he saw mecrying, Mustapha started kissing my eyes to dry my tears. He said thetears of a woman are like diamonds. A man has to dry them with kisses andkeep those gems in his heart, to give them back to her through thesweetest kisses. I fully belonged to Mustapha now. He had fertilized mewith his virility and made me pregnant with his love. His love was mybaby. He was in me, and I was his temple. He ruled me like the absoluteMaster.Six months into our relationship, I decided it was time. "Yes, John and I are going out to dinner, and he's come up with awonderful idea for you kids tonight," said Brenda as she drove. "Hebought tickets for you girls, and the twins, to go to a concert. I'm sureyou know how wild Melanie is for music."Steve was annoyed, realizing it was another night out with the twins, butfelt better realizing Melanie would be there with him this time, figuringthey'd leave him alone. "We're meeting them here?" said Steve as Brenda pulled up at the mall. "Of course,.