"I am a very contented man. Our kids are doing well in their careers. We have each other and now you're screwing me to death. What more could I want?"...Am I too demanding on you, sexually, Jeff?" worried Brenda with surprising emotion. "Are you feeling weak, or tired?" Well, yeah! It's a damn good feeling, though," I admitted as I kissed Brenda's beautiful breasts. "It's great exercise and I'm getting more stamina every day, sweetheart. Don't let up. I'm not crying "Uncle" yet!" Okay, but don't. She then reached back and spread her cheeks for good measure."Lick me please!"I took my place at once, kneeling behind her and applying my tongue directly to her glistening anus. I didn't bother with any more foreplay at that point. I just tongue fucked her with my stiff tongue as deeply and sternly as I could and she about went out of her mind. She swayed around so much I had to grab hold of her cheeks and squeeze them tightly until she simmered down. Temporarily subdued and breathing. I felt sick in my stomach immediately. Why? Why was he still going to see her? Surely everything that was going on between us wasn’t a lie. What was the meaning of all of this? Could it be that he was not seeing her then? But I remembered the text message and I wanted to be sick immediately. What I did not expect however, in the seduction of Peter was that I would seduce myself. It didn’t realize that in making Peter love me again, I had fallen back deeper in love with him. The thought of him. It rebounded and he leveled it directly at me. I snapped a photo as it was and when it was covered by Rayna's hand. What a close family! Rayna dropped to her knees, took his shorts with her and licked his cock. As his kid licked his clear, sweet pre-cum, he asked me, "Now that we are comfortable, do you need or want our help matching us?" Umm, well, I have an arrangement with my husband Al that we will only play intimately with others with our mutual consent. That means absolutely no fluid.