The fire flickers and licks an above grill with sausage and an assortment of food on it when my wife, Marie Phoenix, stoops to her knees in front of me sitting in a camp chair by the fire, unbuckles my belt, unzips my pants, pulls out my big ten inch and starts sucking it like the lollipops that she so loves to suck for practice when on porn sets.
Then: Marie stands up, pulls down her jeans, pulls aside her pink thong and sits on my big ten inch guiding it into her vagina doing leg squats up and down while toning her thigh muscles, as I had mentioned to her once as being good exercise, and the fire flickers, frolics and licks the above grill with food on it.
I cum in my wife, Marie's pussy after about two seconds and tell her to tend to the food on the grill over the fire. She tends to the food, as I tell her.
"Woogie?" Marie asks tending to the fire with food on a grill as I tell her to do.
Marie calls me 'Woogie' after a character in a movie.
"Yes?"
"What do you think? Do you think these sausages are done?"
Marie picks up a sausage off of the grill over the flickering fire and hands it to me.
I reach into my pocket putting the sausage on a nearby plate and pull out my pen knife. Cutting into the sausage that Marie hands me, juices ooze from the sizzling sausage when I say that it is done.
"Well! I'm glad your sausage is done. I certainly don't get any satisfaction out of this marriage."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you never satisfy me. You last two seconds. As soon as you're in, you're out."
"Oh. Well, that's because I saw a urologist for that particular side effect."
"I told you not to."
"I guess, but the vasectomy gave me adverse effects. I can't last."
"I know. So, what am I supposed to do? Just masturbate all the time!?"
"Use your dildo. I'll finish you off. I'll eat your pussy that all your porn co-stars fuck."
"I want you to last, though. After all, you are my husband ... you should be able to satisfy me."
"Well, I'm not a porn star. I used to satisfy you before the vasectomy."
"So what!? I gotta just masturbate when it comes to my husband?"
"Well, you don't want me eating your pussy ... somehow, it is above you. Eat sausage and be happy we are enjoying camping."
Marie eats a bite of sausage off of the fire.
"Hmm ... better than eating your meat!" Marie mutters.
Then: Marie stands up, pulls down her jeans, pulls aside her pink thong and sits on my big ten inch guiding it into her vagina doing leg squats up and down while toning her thigh muscles, as I had mentioned to her once as being good exercise, and the fire flickers, frolics and licks the above grill with food on it.
I cum in my wife, Marie's pussy after about two seconds and tell her to tend to the food on the grill over the fire. She tends to the food, as I tell her.
"Woogie?" Marie asks tending to the fire with food on a grill as I tell her to do.
Marie calls me 'Woogie' after a character in a movie.
"Yes?"
"What do you think? Do you think these sausages are done?"
Marie picks up a sausage off of the grill over the flickering fire and hands it to me.
I reach into my pocket putting the sausage on a nearby plate and pull out my pen knife. Cutting into the sausage that Marie hands me, juices ooze from the sizzling sausage when I say that it is done.
"Well! I'm glad your sausage is done. I certainly don't get any satisfaction out of this marriage."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you never satisfy me. You last two seconds. As soon as you're in, you're out."
"Oh. Well, that's because I saw a urologist for that particular side effect."
"I told you not to."
"I guess, but the vasectomy gave me adverse effects. I can't last."
"I know. So, what am I supposed to do? Just masturbate all the time!?"
"Use your dildo. I'll finish you off. I'll eat your pussy that all your porn co-stars fuck."
"I want you to last, though. After all, you are my husband ... you should be able to satisfy me."
"Well, I'm not a porn star. I used to satisfy you before the vasectomy."
"So what!? I gotta just masturbate when it comes to my husband?"
"Well, you don't want me eating your pussy ... somehow, it is above you. Eat sausage and be happy we are enjoying camping."
Marie eats a bite of sausage off of the fire.
"Hmm ... better than eating your meat!" Marie mutters.
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