When the clicking stopped I felt cold wet liquid spatter onto my asshole. Indian sex One night I came in and sort of passed out halfway on the bed on my stomach with my butt and legs hanging off the bed. He was thrusting so close and tight that even when he pulled back a little our bodies touched in a long line. He whispered “you are such a good drunk slut, and once I clean you up these pictures are going online for our fans to enjoy. He whispered “you are such a good drunk slut, and once I clean you up these pictures are going online for our fans to enjoy. “Sweetie?” he made the word a question. I had no idea that my husband enjoyed prostate pleasure, I had never attempted going near his back door and I felt a little guilty that I had never considered that he had cravings that he kept from me. I couldn’t believe it, my husband was on his knees with his hard dick out playing with me while he thought I was out cold.
