I looked down, noting approvingly that she had her eyes turned to the floor waiting for my response."Yes," I said, inviting her to speak. The time tha... she had spent gagged had already encouraged an economy of speech that was more in line with her husband's plans and now she took her time to form her ideas, not speaking until she was certain that what she had to say was both appropriate and respectfully phrased."Sir, when I first came here you said that my clothing was not appropriate and asked. I ended up removing everything except for my boxers, which were very loose fitting. I had no blanket on me and as I rolled around trying to get comfortable, my cock began to harden and slip out of my boxers. I gave it a few tugs, but realized I was too drunk to get anything going, so I tried to fall back asleep. As I lay there, eyes closed and rock hard, I suddenly felt a blanket being placed on top of me. I didn't move, but tried to open my eyes slightly to peek at who was doing this. There in. Since we were laying on the floor one of the couches blocked my wife from seeing us until she left the hall and stepped into the dining room. So we had several seconds of heart-stopping fear to experience before the gods smiled upon us. Instead of walking into the dining room and ending our lives, my wife turned from the hallway into the bathroom and closed the door. Which I should have realized she'd do, since she had, more and more, become a creature of habit. And with a sigh of relief I knew. Then her tonguetraced a path up and down his cock-shaft, just as her fingers had donepreviously.When the length of his cock was slimy and slick with her saliva, hermouth returned to his cock-head and warmly encircled it.Dennis muscles erupted in spasms of pleasure as he felt her tongue slide hungrily over his cock.He felt her teeth as they passed his prick-head and then adjusted to the thickness of his cock-shaft. He heard her take a deep breath and hold it. Then her head started the long.