.Bailey was awoken by her mother that morning. She had pulled the curtains back and the sun was pouring in. It burnt her eyes for a second before rubb...ng them. She hoped this was still the dream. She got dressed and dragged herself down stairs of her family's cottage into the kitchen. There her father and brother were still eating breakfast. As she sat down her brother left the table, unable to look her in the eyes. Her father was more welcoming. "Hey honey, better eat up, its a big day. Keep eating my pussy," I implored him.He briefly raised his face and grinned. His mouth smeared with my pussy juices, and returned to what we both loved. I felt his tongue slowly meandering up my other outer pussy lip, stroking my pussy gently the way I loved so much. The sensations were so fantastic, because the man, my loving and fucking husband eating my pussy is the best at that activity, one of my favorites. While my body churned up the clean sheets and my head rolled from side to side on. Another six months went by before Bobby went to see a doctor who gave him a prescription for Viagra. Even with Viagra it was hit or miss. Only one out of three of those little blue pills seemed to work and even then sometimes they would last for a while and sometimes they wouldn't last long at all.And I wanted to fuck all the time!I didn't do it when Bobby was at home because I didn't want to make him feel any worse than he already did, but I was using my fingers, a small collection of dildos. To control me...to own me.I could feel my own cock leaking precum; I wasn't even touching it.Hold it in two hands Timmy, feel its weight...its power.It filled my hands and truly felt heavy.As he spoke, it grew heavier and heavier. It was still soft, but felt unbelievably heavy. My arms started to shake a little, under its heft.Lick it now, Timmy -- suck me hard; he commanded. I obeyed.His shaft grew so thick that it was difficult to get my lips much further than the head.Once he was fully hard,.