She hasn’t said or done anything that makes me feel like I’m being manipulated or forced into some kind of straitjacket.”I put the car in gear a...d headed for the booth to pay for parking.“No, of course not. But you have an idea of what she wants, and while it’s important to keep your wife happy, you have to be happy as well. And don’t give me the bit about you being happy if she’s happy. That never works.”I paid the $2.00 parking fee, pulled past the gate, and began the drive home.“Are you. Mark still sitting in the rocking chair, thought back. He remembered just how it was too. His eyes slowly lowered, as he began to look at them, and she did nothing to stop that from happening. Mark smiled at the memory. \ He recalled how he soooo wanted to reach out and feel her bosoms even though her shirt was still on. He didn’t care. He didn’t really know what a woman’s, a desirable woman’s breasts, actually felt like. That day, way back 25 years earlier, was the day he would find out too.. I located the little nub of her clit and caressed it ever so slightly with my tongue. “Ohhhhhh Timmy oohhhhh!” she moaned loudly. I smiled at the reaction she was having to this just before she bit down on my cock. She came like a fire hose onto my face, the amount of liquid that came out of her was amazing. I opened my mouth and tried to catch as much of my sister’s sweet cum as I could. She then went into overdrive sucking my cock, trying to make me cum as well. “Timmy…mmmfff…..why. After all, she was so beautiful and she had made his cock so hard it felt like it might explode. His head was spinning.?And you will always be hard in my presence, little Robbie. You will always be hard just thinking about me. And you will always be thinking about me, always dreaming about me. This is like the most sexy, the most compulsive dream you can imagine. Because I am the most beautiful, the most important thing in your life. I am your Goddess. What am I??She ran her thumb down his cock.