Sauce for the goose (c) 2001 by Mike Kimera
She’d lied when she said it wouldn’t hurt. It hurts bad; but it feels good.
I groan into the ball-gag as she pushes the rubber cock further into my arse.
“You like that don’t you slut? You want it deeper don’t you? Or is that harder?”
If only I could reach my cock or if she would touch it. It is so hard it aches.
This is what I get for pushing my wife to have anal sex.
“Ok,” she’d said, “but after you”
I laughed when she first donned the strap-on.
I’m not laughing now; but I am coming