Poking the embers - 02


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Now where was I? Ah yes. Between my wife’s legs drinking from the furry goblet. As she spread her legs even wider and pulled on my head, my mouth seemed filled with the soft flesh of her pussy. I could willingly have let her smother me - What a way to go! - but now Emma was asking to be fucked. I snaked myself on top of her and kissed her full on the mouth, making sure that she could share in the taste of her own cunt. As we kissed open mouthed, I felt my cock slide inside her. I remember thinking, “God, she’s so wide open I could get it up her without touching the sides.” Which says more about my physiology than hers. I wish I could say that we went on to have athletic, mind-blowing sex. But that’s not how things are in our cosy little world. We fucked in gentle harmony, my own orgasm delayed by the extreme wetness of Emma’s cunt. And Emma’s - if she had one at all - was one that brought a smile of contentment to her lips, rather than a scream of ecstasy.

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