.Maybe..." He went to look for something in his closet, "Daddy, I'm sorry. It's just such a turn on and so surprising..." Oh no, baby," he came back w...th a pair of stockings and a smile on his face, "you don't have to be sorry. Making you quiet is actually a huge turn-on. Come here" he stood behind me and secured the gag around my mouth. "Now," he said, the tone of authority coming back, "If you can't be quiet this time, I'm going to get the duct tape." He bent me over again and spanked me for. I was a little surprised by her actions, but who was I to refuse her request. I quickly stripped and had my semi hard cock through the hole very quickly. It was a few seconds and then I felt a hand stroking my cock and I was soon hard. My knob was then being sucked and every so often the whole shaft was being licked. I also felt it being rubbed against her breasts and against her hard nipples. It didn’t take long and I was soon shooting my load deep into her mouth. My wife shouted at me to stay. Then she did a slight double-take. "Wait, Pete McDonald? That's who you made a wish with?" You know him?" I asked."He's a total pervert. Last year, he was in my geometry class. He wasalways leering at the cheerleaders and trying to peek down girls' shirts.I heard a rumor that Coach C caught him hanging around the entrance tothe locker room, trying to spy on the girls as the door opened andclosed."Geoff frowned. "That's Pete. I don't invite him over if Susan's home. Hekeeps trying to sneak looks. "Slow down! Don't drive so fast!" said Mrs. Malter. "Do you want to get pulled over or something?" Eh?" said Willie Malter. He shot a bemused glace at his wife in the seat beside him. She seemed disturbingly unfamiliar, a crass unwelcome voice in his otherwise ideal world."You were going sixty-five," she said. "Willie, you know that I don't like you to go more than fifty, and here you are up to sixty-five!"Willie Malter grunted once and ran a gloved-hand through his thinning, gray hair. In.