My smile was angelic. I know I’m being fucked up and perverted, but… I guess I’m still asking you to do this. Anal sex Especially if I could watch with everyone else.”
Amanda shook her head helplessly. I could tell she was feeling slightly tipsy. Her almond-shaped brown eyes gave her a decidedly exotic countenance, and always seemed to be twinkling with some sort of naughtiness or inside joke that only she was aware of. “Here, feel it. I quickly decided it was the latter, and decided to give my wife some of her own medicine. Come on, get up and get dressed.” Her expression suddenly became sly. Her expression was unreadable as she looked from the dress to me then back at the dress. She bounced onto the mattress, and as she rolled onto her back, I climbed on top of her. “You know I can just get up and walk out at any time, right?”
“I know. I pressed it against her and slowly rotated my hips side to side, stimulating my erection as it slid back and forth on the small of her slick back.
