And my wife felt like she had learned a lot. On Tuesday, she arrived for the lunch fuck with a douche kit. The fucking was again intense. My wife was ... tough athlete, and never complained, though her entire lower pelvic area ached from all the intense beating. A lot more than a vagina was being beaten and distorted. All her lower organs were being hammered. Charles saw it as another successful lunch time. My wife went to the restroom afterwards, and used the douche kit, to try to completely. (Dylan)This is the most amazing feeling and moment in my life. With my hand still on her left breast, I let my head fall back to rest on the back of the couch as my mother services my penis with her mouth. I can feel her wet tongue sliding all around my dickhead and into my dickhole. There are plopping sounds from her tongue hitting the inside of her cheeks as she flicks it back and forth across me. Then her head starts to move slightly forward and back as I feel more of myself entering between. Not to spread her legs and let him fuck her for years.Back to the story;Joe was big, in the normal sense. Perhaps Naomi also thought that he would be hung like a bull, being a black man. I knew she liked that, even though every woman I’ve ever talked to about it insists that it doesn’t matter.I suppose that Joe is a good looking guy. His hair has gone fairly grey, but he still has plenty of it. His face is still youngish. But his body ... I have to admit, the guy is built like a brick. Cleo groaned. This was gonna hurt."Now me." Jim helped Michael strip down.Michael was sporting a nice package but it was limp and uninterested. Jim brought over a dark satin like dressing robe, which Michael shrugged into. He tied the belt himself and patted Jim on the ass. He walked over to Cleo sucking on his cigarette. Without warning he placed the burning cigarette on the outer lips of her vagina, right at the peak of the divide. Cleo's head jerked back and she screamed! Her body was.