Yeah. Keep warming her up

Her thick ass looks so fucking nice right now. She was down for anal earlier. It won’t take her much convincing. I just have to do all the work.

“Roll over on to your back and relax,” I say.

She rolls over and I crawl between her pale luscious thighs. I kiss on her smooth pussy, then lick through her. She moans. Perfect. She’s not done yet.

I slowly eat her out. No rush to the clit. I tease and lick my way up. While my tongue is pleasuring her pussy, my finger slips into her ass. I massage her inside: she doesn’t make a complaint. Eventually it’s two fingers in her ass, and her moaning into her pillow from my tongue.

She’s mine.

I slowly fuck her ass with my fingers while, I lap at her sensitive clit. I look up at her. My wife is drunk with bourbon, exhaustion and desire. With her eyes barely open, she sighs, “Put it in me again.”

I don’t have to ask ‘what’ or ‘where’.

She rolls back over onto her stomach.

She wants it in her big tight ass.

I know she’s tired. I put a pillow under her stomach to prop her lips up. I straddle her closed legs, and aimed my lubed cock down at her ass. I press my tip against her asshole and push in.

She moans loudly but doesn’t complain this time. I take it very slowly and ease my way into her tight asshole. Fuck. The view of my cock halfway in her ass is magnificent. I look up to my wife’s exhausted face that is pressed into the mattress.

I ask, “Can I keep going?”

I wait anxiously for her response.