She had two candles on the table. But that’s not what took away my breath. She had her hair curled and coifed, and she was wearing her mom’s long ...lue formal dress. She had done amazing job with her make up. She was the spitting image of her mother. I was speechless. Sam’s smile faded and she asked, “Dad, are you OK? I hope you don’t mind that I put on mom’s dress.”I said, “Oh my God, Hon, of course I’m not upset with you. You look stunning! God, you look so much like your mother. So what’s the. . but, and it’s a big but ... my mother might be there. What I’m saying is she wasn’t there last night, and she works until seven tonight. So there’s some time available, but there might be all night available too. That is if she doesn’t show up again tonight.”“I don’t understand, Howie,” Regina said petulantly.“Look, its 3:20 now. We have at least until seven. That’s good isn’t it?”“Well, sure ... but...”“And if she’s a no show, we have all night. That’s even better. Hey ... can you stay out. "I want you to take this white wife pleasing cock in your hand, and suck it until Andy is satisfied. I want you to suck on the cock that is cuckolding you while I watch. Make it nice and hard to please your slut wife's pussy." I sucked him for about five minutes, while my wife played with herself, making herself wet. She taunted me all the time, saying because I was such an inadequate with my tiny cock, I was only fit to be a cunt lapper and cocksucker. When they were both ready, my wife lay on. Abbey started to turn away, thinking that she should change her blouse, but Joe stopped her by reaching up and grabbing her by her very visible left tit. That shocked Abbey almost as much as feeling the cold water soak her blouse. Until then, Joe had never touched her body even when she was only wearing bra and panties in his apartment and sitting at his feet in the submissive pose that she had grown to love and desire.This action caused a few eyebrows and a few smiles to become obvious in the.