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His 40th birthday...Part 1this story is part of the FanClub (fm:threesomes, 1112 words) [1/2] show all parts

Author: BlondeChic
Added: Apr 10 2014Views / Reads: 1780 / 1292 [73%]Part vote: 9.20 (5 votes)
Martin and I had three teenagers, all in high school. Just how could I give him the birthday of his dreams with all of the family around? I spoke to the parties involved for his dream, and we decided to snatch my husband. One of his fantasies, and mine
 


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Martin has been dreading turning 40 as long as I'd known him. He'd be fat, diabetic, unable to have sex, and no desire for sex. He looked and felt great. He ran marathons, lifted weights daily, played and coached all of our kids teams Which of course had me being the team mom.

He'd accidentaly let it slip about a year go as he was standing behind me at our full length mirror, his hands roaming all over me, that he was so relieved and proud of me for staying so fit. He named a few other mom's who had gained a great deal of weight, shook his head, reached into the closet and pulled out my high school cheer leading outfit. Now, I thought this was rediculous. I was supposed to fit into that at 35?

Damn, it was tight, but it fit. I could move too. Martin was hard as a rock, and then there was a knock on the door. I grabbed my bathrobe and told Martin II, sure go on over to Ed's, take your brother and sister. Dinner? Oh sure, why not. Take some chips or something for after dinner.

I closed, and locked the door, slid the bathrobe off, and turned around. Martin walked over telling me that I was brilliant, and stepped up to me as I slid to my knees. The tip of his dripping cock was sliding across my closed lips as my hands slid up his inner thighs. A ball in each hand and he pressed forward, pushing my head against the wall, my ...

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