Them exciting commercials and that halftime entertainment was just frosting on the cake for Buddy.Myrtle liked them ballgames too but she had a whole ...ifferent take. She didn’t mind waiting on the boys because she could put on a cute little, with emphasis on little, outfit and show off her nice titties and trim buns. That always attracted interest from the guys but not her husband who’d seen them for years.She liked the halftime entertainment the best and it weren’t on that little screen.. There was so much to the room. And everything in it was old. I could feel their vibrations. But the realization suddenly hit home that this was for David, our son. My son! Tears began to form in my eyes as an unbridled joy filled my heart.Sandy hadn't said a word, waiting on me to say something. But I couldn't. Not without crying. So I picked her up again, and kissed her with all my heart as I opened myself to her to let her feel what I was feeling now.It surprised her at first, until she saw. Despite her increasing discomfort, Liz waited until I was well clear before changing positions. She immediately put her legs outward and lifted her arms over her head.“Where does it hurt,” I asked, rubbing her nearest thigh. Her new position was no less enticing than the previous and my dick bobbed in front of me. She now had her breasts arched upward and those incredible legs pushed straight outward.“Stomach,” Liz said, laughing now. “Holy shit. I came so hard my stomach muscles cramped. I’m. Basically, I look for what I don’t get at home.I have always fantasized about a husband watching his wife suck me off. Don’t know why, but I always realized it was a pipe dream. I went to various online chat rooms, and struck up many conversations, with both men and women ... about everything. I especially liked the guys that would send me photos of their wives, whether they were good looking or not. I think it was all mental ... for me. I would especially get off when the wife was innocent.