"The woman started digging in her purse and pulled out her wallet. She opened it up and showed her driver's license to Terry. The same woman with the ...ame overly made up face and voluminous hair was in the photograph. It said her name was Mandi Maxx. Terry didn't understand what proof it was supposed to be."Yup, that's you."Mandi looked at the picture. "No!" she said and hopped again. "I used to not look like this. I used to be a lawyer or powerful business woman or something like that! I. ”“Yes, Mistress! Right away!” James said. He quickly ran to get the smaller butt-plug and lube. His wife bent over the bathroom sink and James gently slicked up her pretty ass-hole. He then slowly pushed the plug into her tight, beautiful ass. “Not so fast, faggot!” Karen said, wincing with pain. She then scolded him, “That thing is a lot bigger than your little dick, so take it easy!”James knew it was true. As his wife’s ass swallowed the plug, he wondered if he would ever be allowed to fuck. I give this to you as I once again straddle you. I lean down for another deep kiss, then take you deep into my soaking wet pussy in one downward motion. God I feel so full, you inside me, the butt plug, and with the vibrations from the cock ring we're both in heaven. You reach up and pull on both the clamps twisting and turning my nipples giving me that little bit of pain which turns me on even more. I can feel myself starting to cum, so I ride you hard up and down making you pull even harder. Between bites of dinner, the boys informed Mark that their mother had a meeting place for after the concert; there was a certain spot where they were to sit, so the boys could find Trisha easily in the audience; and there was the traditional ice cream with friends after the concert."What time are we leaving for the mall tomorrow, Mom?" Peter asked, after he and his brother had detailed the family's concert protocol for Mark."Early," Trisha responded, almost automatically. She didn't want the.