Suck my balls, peg my ass


It was sexy time. We were freshly showered and naked in the bedroom. I jumped onto the bed and with my wife still standing at the foot of the bed, I spread my legs in what I imagine, were she to make the same gesture, an invitation to dine.

I was, without a shred of subtlety, but with what I hoped was a little comedy, asking her to start the afternoon’s delight by whetting her appetite by… wetting my balls… with her tongue.

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So we didn’t use the strap-on, but…


So we didn’t use the strap-on but we had a great night. So far, I have to say that even the idea of getting out the strap-on makes the sex better!

Here’s what happened.

I got home and she was already home. She was in the shower. I peeked in to say hello and in reply she smiled at me then looked pointedly at my crotch then back up at me.

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