" I can do whatever I want to her?" Well.. within reason. Just go with the flow, man. I'll tell you this, and I've told you before. My wife is good, s...e knows how to please a man. Let her please you, it's okay with me, I won't be jealous. Wait here." I walked up the steps of the cabin, leaving him.As I opened the door and walked through the front room, I saw the steam from the bathroom. She'd showered and was drying her hair as I walked in. I told her it was a go. She asked for a few minutes,. I took out my cock and put it in his mouth. He lubricated it well and helped enter his wife’s asshole.They told me that they had unsuccessfully tried anal sex twice before and she has experience of only finger fucking in her ass. I slowly entered her asshole. She felt the pain. She tried to move ahead but I had firmly held her by her waist. Eventually I entered her asshole and slowly started pumping her. The husband lubricated my cock with his saliva. This continued for some time. In between. "True," Trish pulled Stacey's tank top up, revealing her washboard stomach. She peppered it with kisses, similar to how she's done to Ulysses in the past."Mmm, yeah baby," Stacey said, lowering her voice as if she were Ulysses. "Now go lower." Ha, you're silly," Trish resumed lying against her, this time rubbing Stacey's tummy. "I don't really feel like doing anything with Ulysses." Yeah me neither. Your son is, mmm, giving me good loving," Stacey joked."Oh I'm sure," Trish giggled. "I'd. Tilda jumped from her horse to mine and wrapped her arms around my waist. ‘Ride!’ She screamed. I kicked the horse into action, nearly trampling one of our own soldiers, and held on for dear life. The horse thundered through the forest, running at what seemed to be the speed of light. I realized I was screaming again when my throat began to hurt. I closed my mouth and held on tighter. Another small kick and the horse was flying throughout the woods. Part of me was suddenly very happy. This is.