“Oh, fuck, Mrs. Archer ... Oh, damn, that’s good. I’m going to flood your mouth.”“Drown her in cum!” I groaned, the idea of my mom guzzlin... his cum only making me thrust harder into her bowels.And then I felt Mrs. Haley nuzzling into my mom’s cunt. My balls brushed her forehead as my mother let out a wanton, muffled moan. I couldn’t see, but I knew Mrs. Haley was eating my cum out of my mother’s cunt, licking out my incestuous seed from the hole that birthed me.My balls grew tighter and. Relax, I try to tell myself, just relax and sleep willfollow. Twenty minutes later and not only am I drained, I'mfrustrated as well. My mind is racing and it won't let go of the thoughtsenough to let me sleep. It doesn't help that those thoughts center aroundhim and the complexities of our relationship, the bad as well as the good. Every little thing I've ever done "wrong" (at least in mymind); every little word of praise and affection and yes, love, from him. I sit up, dangling my legs. Something had been closed up in there for a long, long time. The girls backed off while I stood behind the door swinging it to get fresh air in and bad air out. When my arm was getting tired, Jennifer offered to spell me. I let her. I wandered to the other side of the door and found there was still a lot of smell but it was diminishing in force. After about an hour of swinging, we could enter. I went to the back of the building trying to find another door to set up some cross ventilation. I did. We are here to please you." Thank you Miss Cindy. If you would be so kind to direct us to oursuite so we can freshen up and find out just what juicy tidbits awaitus." Miss Renee I would love to show your?well how do you refer to MissAnastasia? You see we have so many different types of clients thatgrace our presence I don't want to be presumptuous and make a mistake." That's quite alright Miss Cindy. Anna is my wife. We are wife andwife. She is a very submissive wife but I don't force her to be.