“No! I need my boy clothes back first!” I snapped back.“Look, girly boy, the way I see it, you’re in no position to get lippy with me. If yo... want that nail polish remover, you’re going to get in the car the way you are and you’re going to go into the store, not me. Understand?” asked Benny.Fuck me, I thought. I could either be embarrassed by the way I was dressed and get the nail polish myself or get caught being my brother’s cross-dressing sissy by my wife. I chose the lesser of the two. Shoving her hands deep into her jacket pockets and hunching her shoulders she kept her eyes fixed on the ground before her as she walked towards her house. It wasn’t cold but there was a strong breeze starting to blow so she decided to take a shortcut she knew through a local wood which passed through the town’s old cemetery. She hadn’t been there in years, not since she was a k** when she used to spend a lot of her time there. The old cemetery was the only place she could get any privacy. Without notice he plunged his cock right back into me balls deep. He continued to fuck me for what seemed like an hour, changing positions and fucking me like a wild animal. It wasn’t long before our urge to cum had finally arrive. He gave a few last thrusts before squirting a huge load into my ass, filling me like a flood of hot goo to my stomach. At the same time I had my overwhelming orgasm as well, it shot straight up into the air and landed all over my body making me all sticky and smell. My wife heard the talk between the men and knew she was in for more fucking but it turned out to be more than she even expected.The next guy to step up for his turn must have come to the theater prepared to jack off because he had a little bottle of lubricant that he started to spread around and finger into my wife's asshole. Now as I told you my wife and I have been married for 25 years and no matter how much I begged and pleaded with her to allow me to fuck her in the ass the answer was.
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