He came to the bedroom with a Beer bottle and a glass. I’ve told him about my habit of not having beer. He felt disappointed and i’ve told him i w...sh to have some whiskey instead. His face brightened and he went out to purchase the same. We were talking in bedroom. Her face even brightened as soon her hubby went out. I sensed a urge of her liking to be alone and talk to me.Me: “Akka, you’ve changed a lot after marriage.”She: Change? What change?Me: The way you talk, your dressing sense and. After a few moments, he returned with alittle velvet box. Cute I thought, even bothered to put itin a jewelry box. When I opened the box inside were a pairof large silver hoops that weren't really just hoops, aftera second glance they were the symbol for woman, large hoopswith a little stud on the back but off the bottom was thelittle t shape that differentiated them from the male signwith the arrow off the upper corner. I smiled and said theywere cute but that they seemed a little large, maybe. She gave a small intake of breath and was biting her lip, but otherwise did nothing, letting me take my time to invade her back tunnel. She felt a little different to her husband, though I couldn't explain exactly how, and a bit tighter, as presumably she would not want to be buggered quite so often since she didn't have a prostate, although there was no question of her being an anal virgin. Having gone inside her as far as I could with no cries of pain I was reassured, and began to fuck her at. I would have cum by now I thought to myself, but Daniel carried on, and on and on, and Liz loved it. For the first time I understood her need to see him again. Whatever he was doing she was loving it, "Im cumming, I'm cumming Daniel, cum in me please, Daniel fuck me, cum in me" she shouted as I sat and listened. My emotions were all over the place, but strangely at this point you tend to accept it, it can't get any worse than someone banging your wife and you can hear it, so you then kind of.