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I cupped behind her head with my hand supporting her head as I fucked her as hard as I could. I felt her pushing against me, urging me to go deeper as I slid in and out. With the strong gel, her hair was rigid and her weightline felt even more pronounced as I fondled her nape. I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer, but when she moaned, “fuck me as hard as Grady did,” I lost it. Grady was my boss! “Grady left a big load for you at the gangbang,” she panted, totally into the fantasy.

Then it was my turn to give her a big load. Problem was, the condom captured all the cum, so I couldn’t feel her insides getting sloppy. But knowing I was going to eat creampie later made it stronger all the same. My balls felt like they turned inside out as I kept cumming into my faux gangbang wife.

I pulled out of her before I softened, and fell across the table next to her. I panted hard, exhausted. That had been a hard cum, and I felt so satisfied, physically, sexually, and emotionally. I closed my eyes, wanting to rest.

“Feel tired honey?” she asked, hopping off the table with a click of her heels on the tile. I murmured I was. “Good, then give me your condom and stay there while I get ready.” Ready? For what? Still, I was drowsy and did as she said. I barely got up enough to turn and follow her with my eyes. She tied the condom into a knot to keep the fluids in, then put it in the fridge. Next, she went to the toy bag and pulled out a couple things. Noticing that I was watching her, she showed the items to me: the dildo harness and small ’starter’ dildo. The she smiled pretty damned evilly.

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Trembling in anticipation of my oldest fantasy fulfilled, I watched intently as she seemed to move in slow motion. She put the harness on, sliding one leg through the sturdy leather straps, then the other. Then she pulled it up and belted the front buckle. She tightened the leg straps, and it was on firmly. This harness features a small prong that sticks out, to which the implements are affixed. She aligned the hole in the dildo, then slid it onto the prong. She held the dildo like a man holds his dick to pee, smiling privately at the sense of having a cock. Then she looked up at me through her bangs, her eyes finding mine. Oh God, she was beautiful!

She stepped to the pantry, and she pulled out the big can of Crisco we had formerly reserved for french fries. “I have Slippery Stuff in the toy bag,” I pointed out, all weariness now gone.

“I know,” she said, advancing on me, “but this seems nastier, doesn’t it?” She set the big can next to me, then continued to the garage. I was puzzled until I saw her returning with a couple pairs of the latex gloves I kept for when I was put finishes on woodworking projects. I couldn’t help but watch as she put on a pair of gloves, then reached in the Crisco. She had a handful, which she smeared onto the dildo. It was heavily coated with white grease, and she stroked it. “This is a pretty powerful feeling,” she told me. “I might get used to this.”

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