Honestly - YOU ARE DISTURBED! But not because you do all this, because you only do it with your husband and probably he with you. Maybe ... I was like that for about two years, I gave it my all and he gave it to me. That's how I believed myself. But I accidentally found out that he passed it on to others. Once I fucked a lot, we were in front of mothers. We could not enter, we decided to wait for them. I started to provoke him and brought him to readiness. He hesitated, but decided and fucked me right. He had his back to the street, but I could see the street, I was leaning against the wall. Several people passed by, two girls who showed me a raised thumb and one, about twenty years old, who passed almost to my husband and said: - Great! If only I could get involved. My beloved husband did not get annoyed, but said: - Me, come on. Come on! I was so excited that I didn't understand things at all. My husband kept fucking me and said: "We don't have a key to ours, are we going to fuck her here?" I didn't turn it on yet, but I heard him say, "In us." I live against yours. My husband grabbed me tighter and said to the other, "Go ahead and open." He carried me after him. We entered them. He undressed me naked until he felt it. Not that I had who knows how many clothes. A skirt and a naked blouse. He pulled everything through my head as it was inside me. We moved as if we were "stuck" on a dull kitchen chair. I had a crazy passion and said, "Just without stopping." I don't know what he understood, he carried me around the room and he asked: - Can I on the carpet? "Maybe," he replied. He lay down on the carpet and put me on top of him. He had punched me well and I didn't feel anything else. At one point I lay down on myself, it was nice and I was still not clear where we were, why and what exactly was happening. At that moment, I felt movement behind me and felt something come in from behind me. I was surprised, but it was terribly nice. Then I realized that there were two in me. The pleasure was great, indescribable. Orgasm after orgasm. Like the waves. Not long after, my husband asked me: - Do you prefer in the mouth? - Yes, why do you ask, you know? "I meant him." I turned on, don't think about it and answered: - Yes! On shifts. Something happened that I just fantasized about. But I never thought I would. After this incident, I realized that my husband did all this and everything we fantasized about with this man and his sister. Notice, not his wife, but his sister, he was still a bachelor. I had seen him before the incident, but neither a good day nor a look. Maybe I've met him two or three times. It had been a long time since the incident. Neither I nor my husband mentioned anything, as if it weren't. Until one day I found an envelope with a wedding invitation in the mail. I didn't remember knowing the newlyweds and decided they were familiar to my husband. It turned out that this was our neighbor, the one with whom they did not change then. I didn't know whether to enjoy the invitation or not. I often thought about the incident and imagined how they would fix me, but I never started a conversation. On the other hand, my husband is very happy with the invitation. On the day of the wedding, in the hall, I realized that my bride and husband know each other well. In the restaurant he was sitting across from me, she across from my husband. Romeo's neighbor and mine exchanged vague hints. I didn't understand anything. At one point they moved somewhere. I allowed myself to ask the bride if she understood what they were saying. He has a contagious smile, and so did I. Then he said to me, "You know they're sex maniacs." They talk about who will do it with whom. They are cool! And now they are a little exhausted, apparently they are completely without restraint. I guessed. My husband does not like alcohol, but he drank a "Bourbon" and two beers, which for him is equal to 5 liters of brandy. I was also impressed by the phrase - "who, how and with whom", what exactly they meant. Apparently she knew him well. The wedding was very nice. And the food and the people, the dancing, everything was wonderful. Even before we sat down at the table, I put my husband in the toilet to fuck me. We did it several times by the end of the day. I even drank a Bourbon and me. Although in five sips in five hours. Like after every sip, I took a whistle. Something was happening to me, I was in a hurry or something, but I was constantly having sex. I wanted to drag him to the toilet again, but I didn't see him anywhere. Then Romeo and his sister noticed me and asked what was going on. Said, that I'm looking for my partner. Romeo looked at me and asked, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?" - Yes. But I don't see it. Romeo's sister said, "He may be busy." My brother, go with her. Romeo led me, there was no way I could refuse, and I didn't think about it. We both went to the bathroom, he opened the wheelchair door and we went in there. As I entered, I lifted the hem of my dress, I didn't have to. He fucked him directly. So about half an hour later, when there was a knock on the door and I heard my husband's voice: - Open, we are. I opened it. My husband and bride quickly slipped in. My husband said to Romeo, "Nothing happened there." Lots of staff. Romeo kept fucking me and said, "It's just us." Clearly, they were looking for a place to fuck. My husband crashed into the bride. She turned out to be louder than me. I was worried they wouldn't hear us. But I honestly didn't care, even if they catch us. Somehow emancipation suddenly took hold of me. I understood something in it at a very important moment for me and my family. That I love my husband madly and will never abandon him. That I need variety as well. That in the end it gives great pleasure to both of us. Besides, the sex between the two of us became even wilder, passionate, passionate. This fills us with positive energy. We often meet with Romeo, his wife and sister. His wife is very cute. He wants to fuck his father. Time will tell if she succeeded. Where is the perversion? the sex between the two of us became even wilder, passionate, passionate. This fills us with positive energy. We often meet with Romeo, his wife and sister. His wife is very cute. He wants to fuck his father. Time will tell if she succeeded. Where is the perversion? the sex between the two of us became even wilder, passionate, passionate. This fills us with positive energy. We often meet with Romeo, his wife and sister. His wife is very cute. He wants to fuck his father. Time will tell if she succeeded. Where is the perversion?
1 jamesramsay5 answered
When you turn 50 and start wearing diapers, then ask yourself these questions .. It's too early for you .... Otherwise you are not perverted, but just a masochist, with whom, who - whatever he wants he can do .. on any time and in any way ... apparently your relatives have brainwashed and you did not have a normal childhood .. sorry ....