I did NOT blame him. Are you kidding me!? Growing up playing all sports, but mainly volleyball, her figure was tone and athletic with a gorgeous bubble butt. In the ensuing struggle and Belle jumping out of her skin, she grabbed his hand and accidentally pushed it against her breasts.
“Fuck me with it now!” she demanded. She was bucking her ass back and forth on the dildo which also made her pussy grind against my face. He just smiled and finished picking up. She was still having small convulsions with the dildo in her. I had also confided in Sam about my fantasy with Belle one day at a happy hour when he asked about mine and Belle’s sex life after a few drinks. Sam must have been working her pussy good. The 4 years Belle and I dated were full of sex and trying new things. I noticed Belle would glance at his crotch every now and then. The reason I’m telling you this is because I “think” that’s how my fetish started. I had just walked into the kitchen and saw them both in the living room picking up the cards that were scattered on the floor.
