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Click here"Hah, ah, that was fun," Emily chuckles between heavy breaths, still lodged inside of me, "Let's do this again sometime."
Rendi nods vigorously, "Yes. Please."
"I'm glad we could host you," my husband offers, his face glistening with Rendi's wetness. I add with a blissful stutter, "Anytime."
Thirty minutes later, we're waving goodbye to our guests from the front door. My husband has gotten dressed for some reason, though I'm only wearing an ivory silk bathrobe.
"Come again soon!" I shout. It just makes them laugh.
Once the door is closed, my husband pulls me to him with an arm around my waist. He sweeps me into a kiss and I taste Rendi's sharp sweetness on him. I melt into him, his no matter what.
"I have no words," he tells me, "For how happy I am to have this life with you."
"The feeling is mutual, my love," I reply. Feeling his fat rod thicken against my own stiffening hardness, I continue, "Very mutual."
This a real honest account from the author, and it shows. Very well done, dear.