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"Been over 4 years." I replied"Why so long” he inquired"Just not the right guy. Being married limited my opportunities.” I saidHe had me lay down on his seat and I pulled my legs back so he could better massage my dick and asshole. He opened another small packet of lube and squeezed a little out on his finger. Then went back to rubbing my night anus. He then put a few more drops on his finger. "Well, lets see how tight you are.” he said. With that he pushed his finger into my ass. He said very quietly “Fuck, You are very tight. You ass is going to feel great stretched round my thick cock,” he said in an unappologetic tone while looking straight at me. I felt surprised but knew deep down this is where this we were headed. The SOB never asked me, just assumed I was ok with his dick stretching my asshole. However, I can say the brazen assumption really turned me on. He lubed my ass well with his finger and the other hand put some additional lube on my dick as he slowly stroked it. I. She would walk around the house in her underware or a towel fresh from the shower unabashed. She often went braless under both tight and loose fitting shirts, and would even go pantyless in a night shirt that didn't always cover everything. She never openly flirted with me, teased me or said anything inappropriate, so I just let Mel be her very secure and confident self, and kept turning my head and being careful where my eyes fell. The weed had stolen my sense and my composure. The lustful thoughts that I had fought back for so long began to flood in. The career professional and loving step-parent part of my psyche were gone, and I had no strength to resist. "H-h-honey.." I barely choked out of my dry throat. "It's my birthday Daddy" she purred. I couldn't see her face anymore from the angle and because of the shadows but I'm certain she was smiling and loving having me do her bidding.I put my left hand on the small of her back. With a trembling right hand I clumsily.
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The feeling quickly spread, it went to her hands, her heart, to the pit of her stomach, and down to her legs. From there, it traveled slower, causing a warm blood singing feeling in her veins, down to her toes, which promptly curled in the blankets. Her leg rubbed up over her sheik, which she found to be wearing his pants still, but he had taken the shirt off at some point in the night. She was still dressed in her costume, sans veil and slippers, which were placed by the side of the bed. Markus’ hands were traveling over her back, and bottom. One hand squeezed her bottom playfully, and she squealed through the kiss in response. After what seemed like an hour, but was likely only a minute or two, he let the kiss end in a lingering fashion, and then looked into her eyes. ‘Do you regret staying with me last night?’ he asked in that rich deep voice of his. ‘No… not at all.’ She responded, quietly. She then hesitantly moved her mouth down, until she kissed him lightly on the lips. He.

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