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My sphincter muscle reflexively clenched, and I actually had to focus to relax. Her digit was barely inside of me, just up to the first joint, but it felt sensational. Amanda pushed further in until her index finger was halfway into my ass. She stopped and just let me savor the sensation. I could help but think to myself, if my wife’s finger feels so good in my ass, how would a fat cock feel like? By then, one of the guys in the video was seriously getting his ass fucked now, and Amanda began sliding her finger in and out of my ass faster as if to match their speed. My inner walls began to burn, and my cock was about to explode. No longer satisfied with getting my ass fingerfucked by my wife, I rolled my body out from under her, moved on top of her and parted her legs, and proceeded to fuck my wife until I came hard in her pussy. To this day, Amanda has never spoken to me about that night. Probably not to embarrass me, which makes me love her that much more. But without a doubt that night was another step in the evolution of our marriage, as if a proverbial shackle had been removed. She even developed a proclivity for talking dirty during sex, and one thing that always seems to excite Amanda is when I tell her how badly I want to watch a gang of men fuck her all at once. That’s what planted the seed in my head. That’s when I began developing japanese a plan which took over a year to come to fruition. “Seriously, tell me what the surprise is!” The insistence in Amanda’s voice returned me to the present. I had been lost in my own thoughts as I drove, wondering if all the preparations were ready, trying out to figure out if I had forgotten anything, and, most importantly, hoping that my wife was going to enjoy what I had in store for her. I started getting more nervous as we got closer to home. The sheer insanity of my plan could essentially end our marriage if my wife didn’t share my open mind. teen My heart started to pound in my chest and I began to sweat. “We’ll be home soon, and you’ll see what it is.” I paused. “I just really hope you like it.” It was such a lame statement to make, but I couldn’t think of anything else to say. Amanda gently took my right hand off the steering wheel, kissed it, and pressed it to her freckled cheek. It was our personal way of showing affection to each other. I was getting so anxious that it took considerable effort to prevent my hand from shaking as she held it. “You know I don’t care about gifts, or anything asian like that. We can just spend a night out like this, and it’s enough for me. It’s always been enough.” The love and sincerity in her voice made me my entire being bleed in worship of my wife, and I just wanted to make her happy. We drove the rest of the way home in silence. After what seemed like hours (although in actuality it wasn’t even 20 minutes later), we were finally pulling up our driveway and into our garage. I closed voyeur the garage door, and it landed with an ominous bang. We remained seated for a moment, and I looked at my wife. In the dimness, I could still see Amanda’s eyes sparkling like stars. I could see the little black dress stretched tightly over her sexy body, which made me want to reach over and touch her. “Have I told you how beautiful you are?” I massage told her adoringly. “I would die if Mom knew I had discussed this with you. No need to ask me if it is OK for him to stay at the hospital. My clit told me that it was enjoying the cold pressure. So I said dare. He buried his face into her juicy ass cheeks. She wore a pair of purple pants and a tank top, nothing out of teen the ordinary. The end of the cone would prevent the breasts from being pulled out too far and ripping her nipples off. 'Oh yes, you did well my sweet. He moved it to the work japanese table. As was I. What does it matter?” Most girls needed lube, but I just had such a wicked hole. I furrowed my brow, was that how kids flirt nowadays? “Just messing around with John, Dad,” Rick, the eldest, said, a big grin on his face. I asked him if something was wrong. “No, he’s not pissed. That's where I saw him.” She said. Lena looked down slightly, uncertainty and fear once again in her chest, the lack of control she seemingly had over herself giving her pause. CGB watched his cock go in and out of her mouth, her full lips puckered around the guard masked that she had the device in. It just looked like she was being a good girl, taking his cock obediently down her throat. Then the girl ran out of the room. I thought I could make out asian her face, and from what I could see, it was innocent and sweet. Then she stroked his big dick while sucking on his massage heavy balls. "Are you alright there Nena?" inquired Jessica. It had happened so fast, not even half a minute. She hunched up on her knees beside me, holding it in both hands, leaning voyeur closer.