I snapped, "What is up whore; you really don't expect to sit in my presence with that thing stuck out of your anal opening; so you better learn to eat...standing up!" and with that I took a soup spoon and pressed the bowl end up against her cunt; slowly dragging it across her clit. I looked at the spoon and saw the clear cunt juices; then lifting the spoon up to her mouth I made her lick the spoon clean.I could see her thigh muscles straining as she stood there trying to eat her meal and to be. He had a hard time containing all of my seed. Slowly I regained my composer and I rolled over and took his still hard cock into my mouth.I suck him like it would be my last time. His cock felt so good and I could feel his cock ring at the base of his cock. I wanted to suck him off as he did me. I could tell he was a little nervous or I felt as though he wanted to tell me something. I stopped and looked at him and asked if he liked the way I'm sucking his cock. He said it very good but he wanted. " And if we aren't?" Then obviously I won't marry you."She opened the door and started to get out of the car, "Come on Herbie, let's see if we have a future."We were married two months after graduation.Almost everyone who knows Althea and me considers me pussy whipped. It is true, but at the same time it isn't. Yes, I do appear to be subservient to Althea's wishes and desires. "Yes dear" and "Of course dear" play a large part in my conversations with Althea, both in public and at home, but it. I would show this slut that I was the boss. I turned her over to her back on the bed her massive tits rolling, nipples hardened thighs spread and both the holes wet and fiery red bruised from the heavy treatment they received last night. Yet they seemed to be gaping waiting for another round of assault. She lifted her legs in the air caught hold of her knees and pulled them to her chest. Her bottom was now fully exposed slightly lifted fully ready. This is one yoga position all wives like to.