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The next two days passed rather quickly. I was busy and that helped. Lyn and I had abstained from sex so that I wouldn’t be worn out when Saturday came and would be able gay to fully enjoy the event. The sun came up on Saturday morning, streaking light beams across our bedroom. I had slept lightly massage all night because the thoughts of what was going to happen had excited me beyond all expectations. I couldn’t go back to sleep, so I went to the kitchen and made coffee. I took my cup and went out onto the patio and sat at the table. The morning was beautiful. I could hear the birds all awakening and singing their little hearts out. It was a good place to sit and reflect. I was finding myself a little apprehensive about getting fucked by another man….a little nervous about being naked in front of another man. I think that I may have to have a couple of margaritas to take the edge off. About an hour later, Lyn wandered out onto the patio. “Good morning my love, how are you feeling? Did you sleep ok?” “I slept well. I’m just nervous.” “Do you still want anal to go through with it?” Lyn asked. “Yes……I think so.” “Honey, I’m going to go shower then go to the store for some snacks and stop at the liquor store and get some panty remover, just in case you need it,” he teased, “what do you want to drink……margaritas?” “Yup, I think that will be just what I need.” “Also, Pam, I’ve decided to just stud sit back for a while and let you two have one on one time. I think it’s only fair to give you that, without any influence from me. When you decide to go to the bedroom, I’m going to stay in here for a while, then come in….that ok with you?” “I may need you for moral support, honey. But you do what you want, whatever is ok with muscle me.” Lyn was gone for a couple of hours. In the meantime, I showered, douched and gave myself an enema. I didn’t know what all would happen, so I wanted to be prepared and be totally clean, inside and out. Day Six The black shirt crumpled into a pile on the floor next to her. She used no birth control at all, and was ready to accept the results of that. That’s when I couldn’t hold back any longer. Fuck, I think to myself, she isn't even stud wearing panties. “Justina,” Sara asked me beside the bed, “how does this work?” She held up one of my own inventions. I took each by the hand and led them out to the patio as Paul dropped his shorts along the way. Logan’s Dad gives gay an approving nod, and a wink then returned to his newspaper. He wondered if this was the case. The SS man looked Wonder Woman in the eye and said: “Wonder muscle Woman is Nazi anal whore. "Oh I can come in, it shouldn't take long right?" Mom gasped out loud breaking me out of my spell. Her juices bathed my clit. “You’ve got quite a problem it seems,” he said. Yet he was not looking massage her in the eyes because from his height he had this perfect view down her blouse. The opening prayer began, the reverend's voice echoing around me as I led his sexy wife out of the worship hall. “Don't be embarrassed,” I said. Baker! Her voice was perfectly steady, despite what was about to happen.