Once, having come from work, I noticed something wrong from the doorway, everything seemed to be as usual, cleaned at home, smells of food, my wife meets in a dressing-gown, but her eyes sparkle with a strange light.

- Go to the shower, and while I lay on the table.

I undressed and went to the bathroom, taking a shower and wrapping myself with a towel, I entered the hall, where food and candles stood on the table, which gave off a pleasant aroma.

- What is the reason? - even here there was something wrong, did I forget some memorable date.

- Do you need a reason to have dinner with your beloved husband by candlelight? - she gave me a charming smile.

- Something I do not remember just to have dinner by candlelight? - I still went through the dates in my head.

- Sit at the table, and that will cool everything.

I sat down and my wife didn’t take long to wait either, only when she was sitting down, she leaned very strongly, so her breasts ottyanuli under her weight the floors of the robe and it became perfectly clear to me that she had no bra. Dropping into a chair, she smiled at me again and took up the cutlery. I poured wine in glasses and we began to eat. During dinner, I felt an excitement growing in me and more and more often glanced at my wife, especially at her hollow between the breasts. The towel began to slowly protrude as the penis increased.

- Something is wrong? - My wife raised a questioning look at me, while the corners of her beautiful lips were stretched in a smile.

- Everything is fine, that's just a little stuffy, probably because of the candle.

- Yes, probably candle bust. - she leaned forward, her lips stretched into a tube and she blew out the flame of a candle.

A picture flashed in my head, as these lips touch the head of a penis, gradually moving apart, letting the head go into the mouth cavity, tightly gripping the trunk, slide further, and then back, leaving behind a wet trace of saliva.

- The food is not tasty? - My wife returned me from the world of fantasy.

- Well no. Everything is very delicious. Thank you darling.

- Then maybe dessert? - She took up the floor of the dressing gown and began to part them.

I imagined how she would now throw off a dressing gown, under which there is no linen, lay down on the table and, with her legs apart, begin to apply whipped cream on her lips. But she only made a larger cut, so that the nipples' halos became visible, stood up and took the dishes to the kitchen. She returned with two cups of ice cream. When she put the ice cream on the table, I noticed her glance, which fell on my towel, which was already rising in earnest. All further happened as if in a sweet erotic dream.

My wife took a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth and leaned toward me and kissed me on the lips. Tongue, she began to push through this piece of ice cream in my mouth, it quickly melted away from the heat of our tongues, leaving an indescribable sensation, a mixture of heat and cold. Her hands lay on my chest and started to go down, got to the towel and threw it open, freeing the member from this unnecessary thing. I moved my chair away from the table so that she could use her hands to enjoy my dick. She squeezed him, slid her hand over him and squeezed again. I felt her breathing quicker, giving her a degree of arousal. I began to stroke her breasts first through the fabric of the robe, and then launched my hand under the robe. Her nipples swelled and hardened, it was hot under the bathrobe, it seemed that this heat emanated from the depths of her heated vagina. I wanted to check it out and I ran my hand under the robe from the bottom, touching the inside of my thigh, I started to raise my hand higher, I already felt the heat from her bosom and suddenly, my wife moved a little and dropped to her knees with her lips. Warm, tender, moist lips touched the sensitive skin of the head of the penis, she clasped the barrel with her hands and swallowed the head, and began to drive her tongue.Then she released the head from her mouth, but not for long, just to put another spoonful of ice cream in her mouth and swallowed the head again. Now she pressed the piece of ice cream with her tongue and pressed it around the head. Because of the sensitive skin, it seemed that the ice cream was burning cold, and her tongue was hot. The ice cream gradually melted and seeped down the trunk between the lips. When it completely melted, the wife swallowed ice cream and began to lick it off the barrel, as if from a popsicle stick. When she finished, she got up and threw her robe down on the floor, under it really was nothing. Approaching the table, she pushed the dishes away and sat on the edge, defiantly spreading the legs. Her labia, already wet with grease, opened the zazyunno, showing the entrance to the vagina full of love nectar. I moved closer and sniffed this beautiful aroma of an excited woman, I held the tip of my tongue between the labia, gathering nectar. She put her hand on my head, pressing my face to the perineum and allowing my tongue to penetrate deeper into the vagina of my wife. Then she leaned back, one hand she leaned on the table, and the other lowered my head so that my nose plunged into the vagina, and my tongue buried in the anus ring. Favorite mellow from my caresses and delivering her pleasure, I myself was excited even more. Under the pressure of my tongue, the ring of the anus parted and let him in the ass. After enjoying the caresses, she tore my head off the crotch and put a spoon of ice cream in my mouth, without explaining anything, she pressed my mouth to the vagina again. With the tip of my tongue I pressed this piece of ice cream to the clitoris, it melted and flowed over the labia to the anus ring. With my tongue, I licked ice cream, which was mixed with your juices. A banana appeared in your hand, you took the peel off of it, and slowly began to push it into your mouth, as if it were not a banana, but a member. A little licked him, you framed him to his pussy and shallowly introduced him into the vagina, slow, progressive movements, you started to fuck yourself with a banana. Then you pulled it out and brought it to my mouth, it was richly covered with your discharge.

- Do not bite. - with a smile on his face, said his wife.

I opened my mouth and swallowed the banana as best I could, the taste of a banana and a woman’s pussy, a breathtaking combination of flavors. After giving me a lick of a banana, she inserted it again into the vagina.

- Oh. - she said and showed me half a banana in her hand.

The second part of the banana fell into the vagina, labia quarreled when the banana finally plunged into the vagina. I pulled my hand to my wife's pussy and was going to plunge my fingers into it in order to pull out a piece of banana.

- No, I want us to go to the bedroom.

She climbed off the table and walked into the bedroom, wagging her hips, and I followed her imagining how a piece of banana moves inside her as she walks. Going into the bedroom, she lay down on the bed and showed me to lay down next, I did. I lay down, she climbed on top of me and we started kissing passionately, my hands stroking her back, squeezing my buttocks, I stuck one finger between the hemispheres of my ass and began to stroke the anus ring. My cock was sandwiched between our bellies, my wife raised a little higher and pressed her pubis against him. In time with my movements, she began to rub her pubis about a member. As she rose higher, I could now kiss her beautiful tender neck, I was excited by every part of her body, she began to bend over from my kisses and snuggle up to the pain to the penis. She rose even higher, exposing my tongue to her nipples, now a member rested in wet sex lips. "Does she really want to sit on the penis, because she has a banana inside," a thought flashed through my mind. Sexual lips wrapped around the head of the penis, my wife let down a little and the head sank into the vagina, and then I felt how she rested against a banana.On this, the member's promotion ended, with short movements his wife played with the head of the member, allowing her to penetrate the vagina shallowly, as far as the banana allowed, and pulled it back. It seemed to me that with every movement, a banana is slowly ...