You slip a second finger up her butt, twisting and probing. She tenses; you remind her to relax. A third. She shudders, unbelievably turned on, feeling her organs cream and swell. "Are you ready?" She can sense your hammer, the size and the heat of it, somewhere in the space between her thighs. It brushes against her skin. She feels the weight of the moment. Your wife bites her lip, and nods her consent.
Your eyes darken. "You're going to lose this cherry now," you hiss. Watching your wife’s face, you take away your fingers, and push. The slippery plum-head pops through her ring of muscle. "It's too big, John!" she wails. It feel like a doorknob, fat and unyielding. Her nipples spring erect. You grunt your pleasure at the tight reward.
"No, it isn't ... you can do it," you encourage. "Take it. You can take it." you hold still, letting her get used to it. "Oh, god John! ... I can feel your cock in my butt!" "That's right, I'm in your butt." Your voice is thick with passion. You met her eyes, drink in her flutter of panic. "My prick is going up your ass." You look at her body spread out before you, gazed at the point of implement.
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