Susan White

His asshole lay wide open, at the end of the table, available to me, should I choose to use it, which I did. He couldn’t move a lick. "Oh, Rodney, don’t worry, you’re going to love this." My cock was rock hard, in anticipation of this. I, too, was nude. Rodney’s wife, Pam, sat watching in an easy chair not to far from us. She was breathing heavily. This was her fantasy after all. She was not nude, but fully clothed. Part of the deal was that if I fucked Rodney, I would get to fuck her. Rodney whimpered as I smeared some KY jelly on his asshole