My grandparents showed me the follies of my peers, too, and they warned me against emulating those lifestyles.Between those duties and my studies, I h...d little time to indulge in frivolous activities. Interestingly, my grandparents insisted that, each and every day, I find an hour of quiet time. I was to read a book – nothing electronic, but paper – on a non-business subject, and just relax. I was still working my way through my grandfather’s eclectic library as a result.“On my grandson Ryan’s. Ever since I was married the only dick that has touched me was my husband’s. Now with my son’s cock nearing my asshole I experienced some what of a lustful feeling . But then I did something that no normal mother would do at this kind of situation- I reached out behind me and felt the bulge on my son’s pyjamas.I circled my index finger on the tip. The weird thing was I did not even feel slightly embarrassed for feeling his cock. So I passed my fingers through the holes in the pyjamas and felt. There were about ten or fifteen watching me withtheir camera phones out I put my sunglasses on andcarried on enjoying dog lick love. The dog kept jumping up on me and finally I asked,“What’s wrong with him?”Gary, the dog man said, “He wants to fuck you.”His big and I mean very big dog cock was out and at thatpoint got scared and asked him to take the dog away.Tony said on the way home, “Did you not think that thedog would want to fuck you?”It had not. I know my head was spinning from it. What that night proved to me, however, was that Terry, under the right circumstances, she could be as sexually adventuresome as I had ever hoped. And I now knew just how turned-on I got watching another man fuck my wife. We would often talk about Phil's visit, especially as we lay together after fucking each other. She really did like it and she always described it in positive, even glowing terms. Chapter 2 It was almost two years after that when I met a man.