'Stick it in, ' was all that went through her mind at one point. 'Stick your tongue up my butt. Stick your tongue up your mother's butt.'But Mark was ...n no hurry. He was enjoying the moment for his own pleasure. He smelled his mother's cunt, its rose shaped opening contracting and relaxing and a bead of juice clinging lazily to her pink, swollen clit. He smelled the funky, intoxicating odor of her ass. At the height of passion Mark always understood what dogs found appealing about sniffing ass.. Dann brachte ein Faden die L?sung, den ich am Zipper festknotete. Ich zog das Kleid aus. Der Petticoat war wie ein Unterkleid, und ich zog ihn ?ber den Kopf.Nun konnte ich meine Windelhose zum ersten Mal richtig sehen. Es war eine Latzhose, mit Tr?gern ?ber den Schultern. Meine Idee auf dem Heimweg, die Hose zum Pinkeln auszuziehen, w?re nicht m?glich gewesen. Ich hatte es nicht gemacht, falls ich sie nicht wieder anbek?me. Lieber eine Windel als unten ohne und am Ende bei der Polizei landen.. It’s like a stripper’s name. And it’s my ass now, and I’ll do what I want with it.’ ‘My name really is Misty – you can look at my driver’s license. Please – it hurts.’ My dick was slipping out on its own anyway, so I went ahead and pulled it all the way out. It slipped out easily, just as it would have out of her pussy. ‘Thank you. Can I go clean up now?’ ‘Can you go clean up now, what?’ She sighed, exasperated. ‘Can I go clean up now, sir?’ She was unamused. I laughed at her as I rolled off. Here are some of the questions my husband asked and my answers as best I can recall.How did he fuck you? Hard and fast, furiously pounding into me. So hard that I peed a couple times while he fucked me. Or maybe I was squirting, I don’t know because I never squirted with you, and I only did it when he was coming in me. Our sex was so intense that my pussy would begin pulsating as if trying to pull his prick deeper into me. When he came I could feel his cum shooting into me, pulse after pulse,.