God, with those razor-sharp clawshe could rip it off with one swipe if he got carried away.Gingerly she reached around behind her, grasping the granit...-hardshaft of his hotly throbbing penis which stuck like a wagon tongueout through a special hole in the shaggy itchy fur, and guided itto the tiny puckered ring of her much abused anus. “You want me to tickle your balls, too, Buster Bear?” shecouldn’t resist taunting him. Her reply was a searing sheet of flame that engulfed. "I was doing the same thing I blamed you for. I was trying to avoid talking about Alan and that dinner because I was afraid you would be able to tell what had happened. No wonder you were so cold towards me, you probably could tell that I was hiding something."I stared at her for a minute before responding."It was obvious that you didn't want to talk about it, but I didn't even suspect you of cheating on me. I didn't think you would do that to me. I just figured that you knew I was still angry,. Then out came the red gummi bear, which I pushed into her ass with my tongue, and held there as, growling, she lowered her sweet white ass directly onto my tongue, which penetrated. "Mmmmmmmmmm" she yowled, as my tongue and the bear rolled around in her hole. Her muscles gripped my tongue, and at the last second, she pulled herself off my tongue and took a deep breath. "Oh, lord, I almost squirted all over you. I don't want to until you fuck me." Every time she swears, I actually get surprised,. Then I heard my wife say something so bold that itstunned me… “I guess we both know why we came here,so why don’t we go back to the bedroom and fuck for awhile? You know, so we can get that awkward moment overwith and then enjoy ourselves.” I could tell by his response that he was alsosurprised.“Well…uh, I guess… uh… why not? Where is it?”I heard them both coming down the hall, my wife talkingall the while.”It’s this way, come.