Kelly's been playing dirty text tag with Dale for the last two days. They see which one can text the dirtiest picture to the other. Ha. I fucking love my wife.

We're in bed. I'm watching TV and chillin' while Kelly's going back and forth from the bed to the bathroom and back. She shows me every pic before she texts them to Dale. She wants my opinion on each one before she sends them.

Kelly gasps. "Oh my God, babe..." She shows me her phone, and covers her mouth.

I laugh. Dale sent Kelly a picture of him sounding himself. Shoving a thin metal rod down his pee hole. He wiggles his fat dick around, with the rod in it, for wife's kinky amusement.

"Hahaha. My God. He's freaky. Doesn't that hurt? Eeeeek!" Kelly blurts out when Dale breaks protocol, and sends Kelly a second kinky pic in a row. This one is him removing the rod from his pee hole. Dale's big dick wobbling around after he removes the stainless steel rod.

All of the dirty pic trading is turning Kelly on. And I, get to be the very happy beneficiary of that. She climbs up on my lap, and unties her white, silk designer robe, letting it slide off of her. Fuck! That freaking body!

I grab both massive knockers and squeeze. Kelly grins, sticks her tongue out, and purrs, approving of my sudden titty grope.