And To All Those That Help Keep Those Moms Happy (whether Their Husbands Know Or Not)…😍😍😍

As I turned off the main drag into our neighborhood… I looked before I pulled out and I had to stop and take in the sight of my wife being literally pounded by the young stud we picked up at the club in the back seat of the Mercedes and the colors of both their tattoos in the street lights, the sound of her half moaning/half screaming and the rhythmic slapping of him against her as the creak of the new leather seats sounded like the saddle shifting on a horse …but I think it was the smell that I noticed the most…the smell of alcohol on all of us, her expensive perfume mixed with his somewhat cheaper cologne, but the unmistakable, musty smell of sex, of his cum now dripping out of her onto the new seats and the pheromones in her wetness that made her desirable to me and all the other men that she crossed paths with…it was PERFECT…I smiled and pulled onto our street knowing that soon I would park the SUV in the garage, mix another double and enjoy the show for a little longer before I would choose to join in…😍😍😍

It was my wife’s birthday…and she agreed to spend it at the farm so I could deer hunt. I promised her whatever she wanted as her gift. A rain was blowing in so I came back much earlier than usual. I came in the back door quietly thinking she might still be asleep. Immediately I heard her deep breathing and then moaning, then the moaning of a man that sounded familiar. On the way to the bedroom, I peaked out the kitchen window and saw Johnny’s truck parked out front. I knew she fancied him, we had role played him fucking her many times. As I took a seat on the sofa with a perfect view of the bedroom, I was certain that she was getting exactly what she wanted for her birthday. I can’t remember ever being so happy that I wasn’t in my treestand on a chilly November morning. Eventually, my wife turned and saw me watching her being devoured and with a deep breath and a sheepish grin she said, “I guess we are all getting what we want for my birthday, aren’t we?” Johnny turned to look and as our eyes met with his tongue deep into my wife I nodded and smiled and replied “Yes my dear, I believe that we are All getting what we wanted for your birthday.” Without hesitation she fired back “Good, now get those hunting clothes off and get in here, I need something in my mouth to moan on…Happy Birthday to me!!!” 😍😍😍

It’s Sunday again…Enjoy … 😍😍😍

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On this rainy Saturday morning…

“Yes Please”…😍😍😍

Me: Hey babe, what can I get you for Christmas…?

Her: (trying to seem casual and not too excited) Do you remember that adults only resort we went to last winter…? I have been thinking about it a lot lately…Do you think they have rooms for 3 people…??? 😍😍😍