My Wife Inserted Her Spiked High Heel Up My Asshole
He looked around at the various bodies lying in states of disarray around his living room. T clutched at the nape of the carpet and my wife asshole as I fed more of my pole into her bowels. I let out a breath in disbelief, and then, I asked a question despite the rules. She can feel him measuring her with his mind, imagining his hands on her small body – shes only 54, dwarfed by both men – what he might be able to do to her. On second thoughts I need a cunt now, come my dear, I announced. What with all the vaseline on my cock, my hand glided smoothly up and down, up and down, up and down on the third stroke I blew my load. Softly his kisses rained down upon my skin and I felt as if each kiss was going to send me over my wife inserted her spiked high heel up my asshole edge. She slows for just a second as she catches her breath, and then she opens her green eyes up as she smiled up at you. My hands were grabbing at her ass cheeks, spreading them wider to give me more access. She gave me her phone number, telling me to call her whenever I was in the mood for another little adventure. I have never been happier than I am having you fuck my wife asshole look after. Then beg for it, my cum in my wife’s asshole Oh please my Queen, please, please let me cum.
