The way to this girl’s heart is through her backdoor.
Anal pleasures amp her up like nothing else, and her husband is more than happy to turn that key.
I had just started the dryer and was sorting a second load of laundry when I found something in my husband’s pants pocket that stopped me short. I held the bottle of anal lube in my hand as a shiver of excitement raced through me. Thoughts of my Saturday morning chore faded away, replaced by the vivid memory of how Jay and I had last used that lube.
A week earlier, we’d gone to dinner at the roadhouse in town. Feeling naughty, as I so often do, I had grabbed the lube before heading out the door and I’d shown it to Jay while we waited for a table at the restaurant. He’d smiled — my husband is completely in sync with... Read More
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