The dimples on her back smiled back to me like small vagina's. I just stroked myself, looking at her beauty, smelling her aroma waft up from her butt... Then, as she put her head on the pillow, letting me know I was free to explore, I pulled the thong of her panties aside.I loved her asshole. But, she refused to let me have anal sex. “That’s for pooping.” But, she still let me stare, sometimes letting my put Vaseline in her thighs as I pretended to fuck her butt. That night was no different.. I took my tongue out and lubed up my fingers again and couldn’t resist driving him wild with pleasure. I looked on the massage table and there was a nice large circle of pre-cum. I pulled my fingers out, lapped up the pre-cum and tongue-fucked his ass. He said, “Oh God, this feels so so good. I could see his balls getting very tight and I knew he was about to cum. I started rolling him back and forth on the table to distract him. I had been massaging him for over an hour and a half and he. As your slutty wife, what shall we do for now until we’re with Andrew?”“We’re celebrating our fifteenth anniversary, why not give fifteen lucky guys a blowjob?”“Fifteen blow jobs? I’ve only done three, Alex, Brad and Jake in one day and you want me to do fifteen?” she cried in a hoarse whisper.“Don’t think you’re a slutty enough wife to let me see you swallow fifteen loads of cum?”“You definitely are a good husband, no wonder your wives love you so much!”Susan took his hand leading the way. Right around 6 pm or so, Sandra mounted me and began riding me for several strokes. My dick was back to its old tricks again, now that I had eaten and rest a little. Before I knew it, Sandra was wildly engaged in bouncing on my cock so hard that I feared at times it might break. She might have worried the same thing, had her conscious self been in control of her actions. Instead, my petite Assyrian princess was as obsessed with riding me as was the buxom one.Speaking of Ninve, her pussy was now.