My hand went up between her legs, under her short skirt, to rest up against her wonderful pussy. Indian hot sex Remember I used to change your diapers.”
Ingrid said, “But that was years ago.”
My wife said, “Ingrid, you’re an Anal Whore! My wife was starting to prepare some items for dinner. But other than that I didn’t see anything. A girl like you needs something in there constantly.”
Ingrid asked, “How would you know?”
My wife laughed and said, “Do you really think that you are the only girl in the world that prefers something up her butt as to something up her pussy?”
Ingrid said, “Well…no.”
My wife then said, “I have to beg your father for anal sex. Hey, you get to eat your sex toys. I parked my car in the garage and entered the house through the kitchen. I know that she parks her bicycle back there. I said, “I know that you want it up your ass but I am a pussy man. Then I only get it when my pussy is bloody.”
Ingrid said, “After all these years he doesn’t know that you are an anal whore too!”
My wife said, “I’m sure that he knows but he loves the feel of my pussy around his hard cock.
