" Hmmmph! What does my youngest son know that I never learned?" Martin lamented dramatically.The response to that was predictable, but her punches wer... barely love-taps under water. The effort of trying to punch him did have an effect on him, though. The way his cock got massaged from her motions left him little choice but to begin flexing his hips and legs to stroke into her.Even the minimal viscosity of chlorinated water could not override the flow of lubricant that Elaine had started. Gifts..." Not your power?" No!" Elena cried. She arched her back as Jason thrusted faster. "N-no ... can't use it again ... n-never cum again if I use it..." We can't have that," Jason said, his voice growing more breathy and strained. "After all, you have to have cock." Uhng ... oh God, yes ... I must have cock ... I need it so badly ... I need to be fucked..." No matter what they look like?"Elena panted hard as their bodies slapped together, the bed squeaking softly. "D-doesn't matter .... ." then he stuck his tongue farther into her pussy fold.He held her by the hips as his tongue assaulted her pussy. She kept up a constant stream of loud sighs, and moans into the boxes on the shelf."Sorry!" she said, "I'll try to be quiet." It all came out in a strained voice."Hell no!" he roared, "That's a woman's music; you make that noise and I'll eat this pussy a happy man." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she added and then in a voice strained but containing wonder: "You don't mind? Henry thought it. Anyway I came to her amorously but she put me off, saying maybe later. Well that's how it was with me and her. I was always up for it - she rarely was. Now I know why. From the stories I had read of hers it was obvious to me that she craved to be mastered by a greater man than me. I was shorter than her, that was one problem. Oh why did she marry me if that is what she wanted? I was hardly the archetypal man having more in common with Mr Bean than Mr Darcy. I decided to go on as if nothing.