After orgasm, my wife was lying weakly on the bed. I turned over and bent her legs. The pink buds filled with wrinkles kept trembling. A pool of love juice had already gathered in the small depression. I stuck out my tongue and licked the love juice on the pink buds. The sweet smell of my wife's nectar penetrated into my heart. My daughter looked at it curiously and helped me fix my wife's body under my instructions... The tight back door was penetrated by me, and the skin in the rectum kept wriggling, repelling the invading foreign objects so tight and so hot... My wife hummed, grabbed the pillowcase with both hands, and her pair of jade breasts were shaking. The greatest pleasure of anal sex was that sense of conquest, the satisfaction that the woman devoted herself to you. With the posture of surrender, as a man, my desire for conquest was greatly satisfied.