Sharon was absolutely bloody furious slapping me round the face hard twice and storming out of the bedroom telling that we were finished as she had wa...ned me not to tell anyone. During the next couple of days she calmed down and started to enquire what I had said and what kind of reaction Phil had given. When I said he wanted proof Sharon said we were safe then as that was never going to happen and we could resume our activities.Over the next couple of weeks I would introduce the idea that. In fact I think I'm beginning to love you even more than I did before all of this started. I'm discovering that a flamboyant slut might actually be the perfect wife for an old voyeur like me." "Michael, I hope so; I really do. We can have so much fun together." "I think so too Jeanne, but now let's get back to your original question." "My original question?" "Yes, does it bother me when you tell me that you're playing with hot guys." "Does it?" "Sometimes maybe a little, but I need to get over. She slowly kissed the growing head as her fingers trailed along the hairs of my balls. My cock jerked harder at her touch. She opened her lips and slowly pressed them over the bulbous head of my now rigid cock. I could feel her tongue licking at the tips as she slid her mouth down my long shaft taking all of me into her mouth. She began to suck on my cock as she moved it in and out of her mouth. Her hands massaged my balls rolling them among her fingers. She began to suck harder; I could feel. “So the choice is yours,” Mom said. She stood there. “I can help you break free of Spice and you can be a futa who loves people. Who doesn’t hurt them? Who doesn’t use them.”“You used Aoi,” I hissed, my stomach tightening. I couldn’t be a terrible person.“I did.” Pain crossed her face. “I just wanted so desperately to hold on. But that’s the problem. Mothers have to let go of their children. If we hug them too tightly, they can never grow. We can just be there to guide them. To help them when.